"I was." And now he's not. Matt's checked himself out. Clearly, a little bit prematurely, before the clean bill of health. He's already left a bit of a blood trail upstairs so he's clearly not trying hard enough to make friends on his first few hours here.

"Matthew," he introduces himself as. Struggling to get to his feet, Matt closes his eyes in sheer exhaustion and sighs.

"...need to get out." There's some fresh air in the airlock right?