[An astute assessment of Iwa’s current affliction from Blue. He frowns a little as he glances back at the man, then shrugs stubbornly.]

Haven’t seen one yet. Not sure I’d want to if it meant they’d be stuck here too. [His expression probably betrays that that’s a lie. He wouldn’t wish this on most of the people he knows, no, but there’s at least one that he can’t help but curse for his absence. He grumbles to himself:] That asshole...

[Seems the alcohol is starting to kick in already (no surprise with how quickly he drank it) since he doesn’t seem to realize he’s said anything out loud.]

It is what it is. And everyone is tired of hearing about how the new guy wants to go home, I get it. So whatever. Let’s move on.