[The airlock promptly closes behind him, seals itself shut, and then locks with a deeply ominous clunk. For a moment, there is silence entirely, and then... From an interface on the anterior wall, there issues a cheerful electronic chirp, and a subsequent holographic interface. It's nothing human-like, just a rounded, glowing orb.]

Hello. That is an accurate assumption. Ordinarily, I would have been compelled to assure you that resistance was futile.

[There is a pause. No? Not funny? Tough room.]

...But that seems a bit gauche, under the circumstances.