Seventeen, actually. [ Though, he's incredibly short for his age. ] First crash was fifteen. [ There were a lot of firsts for him at fifteen: first time to Earth, first handshake, first self-detonation... ]

I'm fine. No broken limbs, and I'm not dripping blood. [ Bruised, scraped, and soaked, yes, but broken limbs and bleeding, not so much. Broken ribs on the other hand... he'd landed wrong and felt the break, but ribs couldn't be set like an arm or leg, so he'd soldier through it. ]

...I'll be happier when we get out of here.

[ That's a lie. He's almost wishing he'd stayed in stasis. ]