He laughs weakly once more, knowing it's not meant to be a complement, but also feeling that laughing about it is easier right now. It covers up any noises of pain while Peter tapes it up.
"Are we talking break breaks or are we counting cracks?" He asks. And then immediately realizes that's maybe not the best thing to ask or even think about.
"Thankfully, not too many more breaks than the ones I've told you about. For whatever healed... broke my arm as kid while alive, got my head a little but nothing serious. I had a few small breaks here and there when I first woke up dead but, uh..." How does he put this? He ponders it-- and he'll give peter this, it does distract him.
"When my kind first wakes up dead it looks... different? The bones are really clean and they can still heal a bit. Not superhuman fast or anything, but heal. Our markings are usually brighter. But then... over time... the bones start to get more yellow and dusty... weaker... our bodies are looser, easier to come apart. Our markings usually fade until there's just the indents. By that time there's no more healing anything. We just replace and hold together what we can. We all helped each other too, so, technically, I had some practice on others." Even if he was more a general disaster than those others.
He's missed the implied question but he's probably given something worse.
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He laughs weakly once more, knowing it's not meant to be a complement, but also feeling that laughing about it is easier right now. It covers up any noises of pain while Peter tapes it up.
"Are we talking break breaks or are we counting cracks?" He asks. And then immediately realizes that's maybe not the best thing to ask or even think about.
"Thankfully, not too many more breaks than the ones I've told you about. For whatever healed... broke my arm as kid while alive, got my head a little but nothing serious. I had a few small breaks here and there when I first woke up dead but, uh..." How does he put this? He ponders it-- and he'll give peter this, it does distract him.
"When my kind first wakes up dead it looks... different? The bones are really clean and they can still heal a bit. Not superhuman fast or anything, but heal. Our markings are usually brighter. But then... over time... the bones start to get more yellow and dusty... weaker... our bodies are looser, easier to come apart. Our markings usually fade until there's just the indents. By that time there's no more healing anything. We just replace and hold together what we can. We all helped each other too, so, technically, I had some practice on others." Even if he was more a general disaster than those others.
He's missed the implied question but he's probably given something worse.