Lex scoffed, not in any negative context toward Blue, but toward himself. "And without you, I'd most<span style="font-style: italic">certainly</span>be dead," he pointed out, truthfully. There was no telling if he would've been separated from Marcus back in Termina, had Blue not been around. However, he<span style="font-style: italic">had</span>been separated from Marcus that day, and Blue<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>save his ass by dragging him into a hot, cramped, pungent ventilation shaft. That thought in mind, Lex dried his hair and made a mental note that he owed Blue something significant. "So, keep your thanks for when I deserve it. For now, just know you're doing something incredibly benevolent. You know, pro bono surgeries were never at the top of my list of favorite activities."<br/><br/>Blue had padded away from him, which was slightly disappointing. However, it gave him an excuse to fix his towel around his waist and try to find his own way back to the shelf he'd left his clothes on. And to his delight, he found it after some moments. Or at least, he assumed they were his, anyway. Though, the barest of inspections quickly told Lex that there was no way Blue was tall enough to fit the clothes he'd picked up. He stepped into his clothes and draped the towel across his head lazily before leaning on the wall for Blue to eventually retrieve him. "It's going to be really weird having Dicen poke at my eyes while I'm awake," he mused, thinking aloud to fill the void in conversation. He crossed his arms, shrugging idly as he thought about it. "This is actually the first time I've been on the opposite end of something like this." 'Something like this,' as in he'd never actually done a pneumatic retinopexy before, but he decided it was probably for the best not to tell her that. "I mean I went for regular visits to the doctor, unlike<span style="font-style: italic">some</span>people, but never for anything that required surgery."