[Iwaizumi’s brow furrows at the revelation, and while his look of irritation weakly endures, the look in his eyes beyond that is something closer to anxiety. This world is strange no doubt. Scarcely anything here makes sense, and yet, to think that before recently they didn’t even have the creature comfort of sleep is...disturbing. Iwaizumi is suddenly painfully aware that no, he doesn’t want to be here - not at all.]

And there’s no way out, right? Right...[He looks stubbornly away, if only to hide the vulnerability that he figures must be leaking into his expression right now. He glances sideways at Dragonite - just focus on the cool dragon, focus on the cool dragon.

[He shrugs, shakes his shoulders out a little as he does so.] No use bitching about it then, huh? You got more like this guy where you come from?

[He nods back toward Dragonite. Cool dragon, cool dragon...]