If only this woman knew how many times he's heard that. There's a little more sincerity behind it now given his lack of powers which definitely meant no healing.

Eyes narrow on her, but then move off to look at his surroundings. There's definitely something about it all that seems vaguely familiar in a distant memory sort of way and that much shows on his face before he moves to stand up with a teeter.

The weight on his back causes him to look over one shoulder and then toss an arm back there to try and pull it around him to see it better. As soon as he sees the flame insignia, he glances back out and then to Bela again.

"58," he mutters, shifting to look past her now. "Why do I remember the number 58?"