I'm always tempting fate, wouldn't be different than my day to day.

[ he relaxes after a bit, reaching back to feel where the injuries are - it's probably better not to touch, but he wants to feel the damage. the tattoos are bright and numerous, and still dotted with the red eyes - though funnily enough, every injury is just shy of cutting through one of those. ]

Apparently. [ he's washed out some of the green, but some of it is lingering. he grimaces at the thought. ] As for the succeeding or not, I suppose that depends on who you ask. We certainly obtained this.

[ he'll dig in his coat pocket for ... a card. It is a United States of America Green Card. yay ... ? ]