[Her personality clashes with his—ever the quiet, anxious, and sensitive type—for him wrinkle his brow a little when she replies. Henry makes an attempt to force timidity out of himself. It's not going to do any good here.]

Yeah. I just don't understand why else I'd be put here.

[If not for an experiment. He fidgets with his hands when she intones bitterly, and holds her chin up proudly.]

Dr. Brenner, he's the one who runs the lab...? [Henry is hoping(?) that the name provides some context, even if they're not in the lab. Otherwise, he has no idea what's going on. And that's frightening on its own.] Head scientist. He usually tells me what's going on.