Gar had tried his best to escape in the initial attack but he'd been captured -- which is probably lucky. He knew some of his friends definitely hadn't been lucky at all. He'd tried to escape in the return to...wherever this was. No one would actually talk to him about it. He was beginning to think that no one knew how to talk to him at all and he was sure that he was a long way from home and he wasn't going back anytime soon. Dick, Bruce Wayne? They couldn't help him here.

He flinched when the cloth was whipped off and exposed him to... who was this? It looked like he was in the presence of powerful people which didn't really make sense. None of this made sense though. Why him?

Gar had pressed himself into the corner, he'd transformed back into a human but that just meant he was more exposed. He felt the urge to turn into a tiger rising. He was scared. There's a moment when he's being inspected that his eyes flash green his nails turn into claws but he resists. He doesn't know what he's dealing with.

"Where the hell am I?" he finally asks because Gar Logan can't keep his mouth shut for long, ever.