“Don't say that.” X shook his head, even attempting a real smile. “It's never out of line to say what you think. I don't know about this 'Neo-Arcadia', nor do I know what I was like where you're from...but I'm sure that no version of me would ever object to you stating your concern, regardless of the circumstances.”

Besides, it wasn't as though X wasn't being unreasonable, either. This entire situation was made of all kinds of insane.

“Really, I should be thanking you. It jolted me out of...whatever that was.”

Whatever it was that X couldn't explain. His body was still feeling a little jumpy; whatever high that was, it was wearing on him fast, but not fully out of his system. How could humans handle such strange, unpredictable things happening to their bodies all the time? It was a mysterious, fascinating thing.

That, and if he wasn't here...I could have done something even more reckless.

He shivered at the thought.

X checked his hand. The bleeding was slowing up, and his pain was slowed to a dull thrum in his hand and knuckles. The pained area was even pulsing, as though the muscles were expanding and contracting.

Amazing!

“Yeah, I'm okay.” X said, “It doesn't hurt as much as it did, and I think the bleeding is slowing down.”

Thankfully, though that didn't put him in the clear yet. Was there a facility to help with injuries? Or a...”First Aid Kit” nearby? It was doubtful, but it would be wise to keep the lookout for one, considering the situation.

Absentmindedly, X played with the long shard of glass in his good hand.

“Though I think we should keep on the lookout for health supplies, just in case.”

Just in case something like this happened again.