He stares at her a little, lifting his glasses to rub at the top of his nose--which makes him realise he's got dried blood all over his face. Gross. He rubs his face on a shoulder as he takes his glasses off to clean.

"Uh, okay. Sorta getting it. The only aliens I ever came into contact with are kaiju," he starts, saying it as if she knows what he's talking about and rubbing a hand under his nose and putting his glasses back on. Okay, so maybe, not dead? It would be really cool if he wasn't dead!

"I just thought I was like, uh, in some drift induced hallucination or this shit was my brain shutting down or something. 'Cause last I checked, Jaegers don't talk! But whatever, alien planet, can dig it. Sorta. Getting there."

At her next question, he looks around. "Not really. I mean, I saw the kaiju homeworld in my drift... but then I woke up here."