YOU'RE THE ONE WHO INSISTED THE SHIRT HAD TO COME OFF, MURPHY. GOD.

He just rolls his eyes and resists the urge to cringe. Healing factor and general awesome god stuff aside, he isn't actually impervious to pain and that stuff stings.

"Sooo," he drawls to take his mind off the irrational urge to hiss like a wounded cat. "A month, huh? Did I miss anything?"