Huh, wow, no one's ever had to protect anything from me before.

[ Unless you count all those people he accidentally mass-murdered, but he tries not to think about that. He scratches his chin with his real hand for a moment, thoughtful, then says, ] I mean, it's not like I can stop you from standing next to me anyway. [ It's the closest he can let himself get to accepting help from Keith. ]

Don't worry, I can... almost promise it won't blow up. The worst it's ever done is short out.