And suddenly, Sokka wonders why in the world he ever signed up for this job. Meeting all the whackos before he had a chance to screen them over the consoles first.

When Souji finally comes to, Sokka almost jumps back a bit, as if Souji were a weasel snake that had just jumped at him. Yeah, that was trippy. He'd have protested even further, but he's not going to get much of a chance to do that before he starts to go and do something else.

"Okaaaaaaay," Sokka says, drawing out the syllable as he moves back behind the desk. And then for safe measure, he kneels down, barely peeking over it. Because suddenly there's a potential that this guy is going to do something crazy. "Just... promise to tell me what this thing is when you're done. And promise me that you're not going to set this place on fire?"

Yeah, he's taking no chances.