"Don't touch him. His armor secretes something called Midnight Blood; a neurotoxin. I punched him in the face and my hand apparently was going to rot, until he gave me a cure for it." [i] He says wryly.[/i] "If I was a big badass I would've let my hand fall off and keep the cure for analysis and reproduction, but I don't have balls like that. A mechanic is no good with one hand." [i] He says sourly. [/i]