But I am still better looking, right? [He doesn't actually care but I mean maybe he does a little okay. But nah, he's joking. But maybe he's not. A little.

But anyway, he pauses to sort some of his medical supplies out on the table, and now that his bleeding seems to have stopped, he's going to

...actually just stare at his wound rather than slap this medi-gel stuff on it because it stings he doesn't wanna.]

But nah, I know all about this kinda thing. Kinda been living it for over a year now. Met all kinds of people from all kinds of different universes. Nothing really surprises me anymore.