[Saxsice gives a knowing, sage nod.] S'all good, your cosplay secret's safe with me, dude.

[Then she grimaces, nose scrunching up, protective instincts kicking in.] That don't look okay, buddy, that looks like you fell into a garbage disposal and it won. I can fix your superhero get-up, but do you have like...ibuprofen or somethin'?