"...I don't know if stuff like that disconnects from their servers or whatever when we get here. I'm not a techie, I just help them out if they need heavy stuff moved or a pair of hands to help." He says in the same tones he's used before, slightly cheerful and casual. "This will sound unbelievable but, we're not in our worlds. This is somewhere outside of that." He gestures once then resumes removing bandages.

"Like for example, my world has a rift in the core of the planet. Fire fighters fight living fire so we have stuff like insta-freeze tech. And Eight's world is entirely different from mine. Then there's yours."

He gets the bandages off one arm and disposes them in the proper place then returns, peering carefully at the scars. "Yeah, it worked just fine. You're not gonna need any more bandages. But you should still take it easy for a bit."