[He looks mildly uncomfortable just thinking of having glass lungs. He's going to guess that his are just fine, because he can't imagine he'd be able to breathe otherwise.]

Maybe we got off lightly.

[He doesn't feel particularly lucky, but all things considered it could probably be a lot worse. Slowly dying because your insides turned to glass? Not Boone's idea of a good time.]

Unless it got your brain, too. Wonder how that'd work.