Evans pushed off into space. This is why he was Special Forces. He may prefer his Armored Duster to a zero-gee armored suit, but nothing could ever compare to the feeling of drifting through space with only your motions to guide you.
He glanced down at his HUD and noticed that Sam's heart rate was elevated a little, nothing dangerous and it could've just been an aberration or whatever he ate for breakfast, but Evans filed it away in his mind, it appeared that the other man didn't like Zero-Gee as much as he did.
hit(&head, desk, HARD);