First Aid waits until his system's integrated the new visor and his vision's come back online, but as soon as it does he's reaching out gently catch Chris's hands, briefly checking the bandage on their finger before pressing their knuckles to the part of his face where his mouth would be, if he had one.

"I'm okay now," he says softly. "Just as good as new. You did a great job." The light behind his visor is a soft, fuzzy blue.