"Didn't say anything about it," he mumbles. Hard not to look, okay.

He doesn't wince or hiss at any of it. Minor cuts. Not even really worth the effort, but better he doesn't start bleeding for it in the middle of just existing. More for the convenience of others if not for himself.

"Strange knows how to get in touch. If he finds anything or has questions, he's a big boy, he can talk to us instead of having to reach out to him."