"Hey, I don't die until I'm damn good and ready. You don't have to worry about that." He's got nine fucking lives or something, the shit he keeps escaping.

"I know he is. If he wasn't, don't think he'd have helped me out when I first arrived without even a little hesitation." Or sit with him when he thought they were both gonna die due to weird as fuck spores. He huffs out a laugh.

"Nah, I'm the asshole you wanna watch. But don't worry. I don't plan on causing any trouble... shit's too different here." He doesn't think Saviors Take Two will be necessary. Probably. It worked at keeping everybody alive back home, but here... shit, he doesn't know.