[Hm. Ah. He should've kept his mouth shut. Going into detail about esper level categorizations, more specifically his own level, might lead to conversations he's been trying to avoid here, so he does the helpful thing and shrugs vaguely.]

I've been run through enough experiments to know. The lack of oxygen would be an issue, though.

[He only knows that detail because of a certain flour explosion he caused when trying to kill a certain level 0, whom he doubts would have any trouble with any of this because he was on the ball when it came to a physical fight....

That gets several seconds of thoughts from Accelerator before he snaps himself out of those memories, and leans up against a wall so he can slide down to the floor. Sue him, his legs are tired and this is a lot. They're both making good points.]

So my best bet is to use my power when we're leaving and keep this thing on normal mode for most of it? Holy shit, I'm going to doom us.

[This is going to require so much exercise oh goddddd. He inwardly cringes, and looks down at his crutch.]

This is what that fucking doctor gave me to use after the surgery. I've only had it for about a month before showing up here, so I didn't have time to find something else. I was still getting used to this thing. [He still is, given how sore his right shoulder gets sometimes.]