Oh, it was just a mobile suit battle. [He shrugs it off as if it was nothing, flexing and stretching a little bit before pulling his shirt back on. Was he just trying to show off how muscular he was? Maybe a little, but it felt good to be able to stretch his arms over his head without his ribs complaining] This weird new model came out of nowhere and really did a number on me, Lafter, and Azee!

[He flashes a grin, as if nearly being killed really was equivalent to "having a number done" to him.] But that was almost a whole week ago, now, and Mikazuki took care of everything, like he always does. He's in much worse shape than I am, though...