You know what, no, he couldn't just accept it, even if it wasn't happening to him he'd still have a million questions, and he still had questions now. He folded his arms and stood where he was, outside the Pipeline cell and not likely to just step into it without an explanation, and while the force of his glare couldn't equal Harry's, he was making an attempt at it.

"Something bad to me or to you?" he countered. "How do I know this isn't exactly what was supposed to happen, Harry?"