Manfred still looked back at the younger man, a slight scowl on his face as he stood his ground. Now he was somewhat suspicious; what exactly was he throwing out in the airlock, if anything? Or a person? No, it couldn't have been a person. He really hoped not. What a rotten way to die.

"Indeed, there's something strange going on," he agreed. "But I'm curious to know what you're doing here."