"Mark," he says. "I'm running on a bad adrenaline-to-sleep ratio here. Please pick a minimally stupid way to verify my shiny new skeleton. That will work to my satisfaction before I have to go out that door again."
"You weigh about what I'd expect from someone that size with a normal skeleton. More than you should, given yours."
"Reportedly," says Kiri, "time pauses while you're here with the door closed, although how that interacts with you and them being from the same world with I assume the same time I don't know. So you should have as long as you like to rest up, unless something is going on. Bar?"
They should find time working as normal for the door, including the pause while the door is closed. They were far enough apart from each other before entering the bar that the minor discrepancy should not interfere with anything.
"It's very convenient. I haven't had to dump any water over his head at all."
"I assume it serves a very different purpose when someone dumps water over any of you than it has tended to for me."
"And why do people dump water over your head?" inquires Miles.
"They don't, anymore, but when we were eight and our great-aunt died, I spontaneously inherited her powers and woke up because my surroundings were very bright. As it turned out this was because they were on fire."
"...That sounds like an unpleasant surprise to wake up to. I mean, you have magic fire powers, but presumably you didn't know so at the time."
"I had been expected to obtain the magic fire powers since a few hours after I was born, but we were not expecting our great aunt to die, so it was somewhat surprising to begin with. I was unharmed, though - I'd demonstrate but your cousin has come out against the display of fire tricks, but I can't burn, and a combination of water and getting myself under control prevented much in property damage beyond my bed."
"I am no longer eight. I have it under control. Do you have a phobia?"