"Yes, really." He's not mentioning radioactive spider bites. That's just all the proof he needs to validate which world he comes from. Must be that Ran's Conan, then, and he feels a pang of pity. "No," he says dryly. "Although my life signs can be so small I could be mistaken for dead if I'm found sleeping." He's started to walk again, same direction. Might as well. "Subspecies of youkai."