This was a about the last thing Billy had expected to find an he stared at him a moment before a ram against the door jolted him back to reality. He fumbled for a nearby chair, wedging it under the door handle and stumbling to Stark's side, eyes wide as he took in the scene before him.
"Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck," he murmured desperately. What the fuck had they done to him? Why was he even here? "...Sta- Mr. Stark?" Another loud ramming of the door and Billy flinched. He needed to get them out of here. He pulled at the collar round his neck, eyes scanning for something he could use to break it. "We need to get out..." he mumbled frantically.