John kept his gaze locked on the guy in the suit as the Doctor spoke and Sam moved to try the other doors. The newest comer to the party hadn't done anything, but the expensive cut of his suit, the perfect hair, the overall spit shine, reminded John forcefully of his brother and that was enough to make him bristle.
"I've already made my donation to science," he said over his shoulder to the Doctor, "and it wasn't to this place."
With a quirk of his lips at the suit, he moved to one of the doorways that led into the room they were in. It was a hall that seemed to lead into a larger room. He checked the other doorway and saw about as much as he had from the first one. He wondered if anyone had a quarter to flip.
"We definitely need to stick together, find anyone else who might have been taken. Hopefully find who did this and get some answers." He'd been wracking his brain for who could have done this. This wasn't Wraith MO, but these guys weren't from Pegasus, anyway. The list of possible enemies was worryingly long already, but he was afraid that he was looking at a previously unencountered race, which was just fucking awesome. With a mental sigh, he chose the door on the right and said, "Let's go," long years of being in command making him take the lead unconsciously.