That immediate flinch makes him drop his hand without a second thought, tucking it into his pocket instead. He doesn't know anything about All For One or their version of earth, but they were all carrying battles and trauma around with them here. If his is touch-based, then most if not all of them would refrain from touching him.

"Exactly. The world isn't going to end just because you're here. This place is experiential in nature, dude. You'll be fine." Maybe. Remained to be seen, especially if he ended up running into some of the others his age. They've got a collection of rowdy teens about.

Wayne gives him a cursory warning to avoid the meat on the red plates, explaining under his breath that it was specifically for their cannibal population but don't question that too hard because some people were really sensitive about it, then sets about trying to find the ingredients to put himself together a kebab. "Here, try the chicken."