Uh, well, I'm hoping it won't be, yeah. Like I said, it... probably won't be a problem.

[ 'Probably' isn't too reassuring when it involves explosions, he knows. He sighs, frustrated, then crosses his arms before uncrossing them again when he realizes the robotic one is still sparking. ]

Look, I'm not going to let anything bad happen, okay? If something goes wrong, I'll— I don't know, I'll fix it. My girlfriend's here, my friends are here, I'm not just going to let them blow up, or... whatever you think is going to happen.

[ ... ]

And yes, before you ask, I do have a girlfriend and she's totally real.