Getting a strong drink to knock himself out isn't the worst idea in the world, but he's seen enough strange stuff in his life that right now that part of things isn't bothering him all that much. At least not yet, and he lifts his shoulders in a brief shrug. It's not a very large one, but it's still visible enough - and not as painful as he thought, all things considered.

"Ah, I've seen worse. At least there's not any beasties trying to kill us at the moment," he comments, leaning back in his seat. "And aye, we've both been to the moon. Well. Our moon. I've talked to him a wee bit about that, actually. There's no man in the moon, though, just to let you know. I checked, the first time."

Which probably doesn't make that any less crazy, but he figures it's a good thing to mention, just in case she was curious about that.

"That's why I don't usually bring it up, though. A lot of people think that sort of thing's daft. I used to think it was daft, until I wound up there."