[He winces when he sees Hajime start to hit the ground. Man, he knows that feeling. He's practically been dating the floor for the last year. Dangers of traversing through a universe that literally wanted to kill you at every corners.

Turning his head, his eyes go wide.]

Yeah. No problem, man. I'll just.

You know.

Let's pretend this convo? Never happened.

[Shifting backwards a bit, he stretches his legs out. One is bent a little more than the other. Really? He has to ask about that?]

I could tell ya. But then I'd have to kill ya.