Perspective, mostly." Octane commented. "See I was amidst a deadly fight when I showed up here. Inconvenient for my team, well if time continued for them. How I understand it, when people go back they get plopped right where they were taken and nothing is missed or askew. So the literal deadly fight in which I left from is still happening technically and wont continue until this place decides to send me back into it?" He commented while scratching his chin. "It's very complicated, honestly, the whole string theory and the whole multiverse or whatever shenanigans that it is." He pointed at Eames. "But, that resort was a vacation from here, so to answer your question- yes this would be considered back to work." Long explanation that probably made zero sense.
Honestly, Octane was fine with Eames as his roommate. It made things interesting, and if anything showed it was that the pair would just float past each other with little interaction maybe forty or so percent of the time. Octavio's chaos was a bit much for some, and he made efforts to just make people feel welcome and included. Nodding to the death sentiment. "Yup. Just back. Like none of the injuries happened." He shrugged.
"I know there is one of them magic people who found a way to tether people here mostly. People leave and come back willy nilly based on the hotel's whims- but this guy I guess found a way to keep people from short trips like that. Or something. Not quite the big gone where someone never comes back I don't think, but I'm not sure how it all works." Dismissive hand wave. "That magic stuff is over my head. Gimme a gun, and point me in a direction and let me do my thing." Or a big ass rocket to ride. That'd work too.