What makes it different is that shit like this doesn’t happen where I’m from. [Gesturing again to the array of shrunk down Kaijus surrounding them!]

We don’t have “Pokémon” or robots or giant fucking turtle dragons roaming the halls.

[He glances at Blue then, sighs a little as he realizes he’s probably being a little unfair, that this guy was taken from his home too and probably also doesn’t want to be here - but even so, this has got to be a little less jarring for someone who comes from a world filled with dragons than for a simple high school student, right? Right?]

We’re here, yeah. I get it. I’m just sayin’—- [He pauses, sighs again (or is that more of a huff?), takes another drink, and mutters to himself.] I don’t know what I’m sayin’. It is what it is.

Could be worse, I guess.

[Cool dragon, cool dragon, focus on the cool dragon. He takes another generous swig.]