This is how my characters reacted:
Adrain, nursing his wounds “Taking a break is good. Maybe we should wait until I am healed? To come back?”
Wrench, “I could care less, I have too many projects,” whispers “the longer he’s wounded the longer I can tinker on his sword.”
Eriin, “I don’t know… do people even read our comic?” flaps his one wing worrisomely
Sun, “Eriin, your the one jynning person the readers care about. So shut it.”
(Scrapyard Castaways just got off hold.)