Wesley has assumed that the other people here are all fellow prisoners, but he was the only one spared the testing- the newest, it would seem. Lucky him.

He could only guess at how long the others had been here, but it was probably not too long, if they were only now being tested for... aptitude, was it? Which means they may still be off-balance. Suspicious. Might regard newcomers as threats.

And wouldn't that be a fun psychological experience.

The other man's approach gets a slightly awkward smile from Wesley, but he doesn't directly acknowledge Darius until he's addressed.

"Sorry. Trying to get my bearings."

After a moment of looking over his new conversation partner, he manages a more genuine chuckle.

"I suppose I can at least be reassured of one thing; you don't look like a lawyer."