"Oh good, it's been a while since I took a vacation." Deacon seems relatively calm for a guy who just found out he's on another planet, but that's because he bottles up just about every emotion he feels so that he can let them consume him in solitude. It's extremely healthy of him.

He moves his hand, angling his body and lifting his arm to give the other man room to work the gauze around it. He has no reason to believe that this man's Earth is any different from his own, given he's not met anyone else yet and had his mind blown.

"The Wild West," he notes with amusement, "Traveled there once. One encounter with a cazador and I turned tail and headed straight back to the East."