"Trans... migrated?" He looks like a confused Labrador. He scratches at his beard, gaze drifting up towards the ceiling. "Kind of sounds like you know what you're talking about."

Transmigrate? What the hell does that even mean? Isn't that Buddhism? His brows furrow with that connection, because it only leads to one place:

"Are you saying you think we died?" He sounds kind of panicked and he starts patting himself down for bullet holes. It wouldn't be the first time he'd woken up in a strange place after being shot...