His body turned only slightly once he felt yet another presence in the nearby area. Like the others, he was at least somewhat fearful of the visage of death mere feet away from them. The gas mask wearing woman that he had been speaking with held her gun casually, but still ready to strike if needed. 

"Fear not." He spoke out to the two of them. "Neither of you are dead, nor will be." His body twisted around to look into the shack. He was sure that the people he had seen earlier were already down in the Facility by now, and it would be best if the people up on the surface went down below as well.

The reaper began to glide across the ground and into the seemingly abandoned shack. He stopped momentarily, and turned back around to look at them with the black portals to the void that served as his eyes. "Come along. There's much to explain." He then turned back around and walked inside before going down. As he reached the bottom of the basement, Reaper reverted back into the form of Penn, and waited at the doors of the elevator. With a sigh, he reminded himself that the one in the wheelchair wouldn't be able to go down the stairs. As much as he liked showing the new people around this certain way, he was going to have to use one of the other lifts to get him inside.