Ethan forced himself to let go of the table.  He felt weightless without it, floating in an endless void.  He swallowed and tried to breathe.  He.  Was.  Fine.

"Th- thank you."  He needed to say it twice; his voice wouldn't come out at first.  Ethan didn't look at the plate of food or at either of his teammates.  "Did- um, what happened?  Did we com- complete the mission?"