Ollie continues to play and poke at the suit, even as the familiar voices are heard. "Hal?" He asks before turning around to be greeted with the sight of the familiar Green Lantern. "Well, holy crap, glad I ain't the only one stuck here." Even hearing the voice of Bruce approach - what would normally be something Ollie would protest, is now appreciated. He's actually quite happy to see there are others here who he knows.

"Okay, so either of you know what the hell is goin' on here? Or why that thing spat me out and put me in this get-up?" He then realizes something and blinks. "We're not," his voice lowers a bit in tone to just a whisper, "captives, are we?"