Julian is getting rather to the point of uncomfortable exposure, the wet scrubs sticking to his equally wet skin, and water dripping down the back of his neck. But he's still not entirely convinced this isn't an elaborate hallucination brought on by sensory deprivation, or a holodeck simulation meant to get his guard down for some nefarious purpose or other. As long as the jury's out, he's just going to take his time adjusting to whatever-this-is.

"So far it's not giving me much of a reason to recommend its hospitality, no."

It beats the prison camp he occupied most recently, but that isn't a high bar of achievement.