Oh. That's a mild relief. He certainly wasn't looking forward to it. He breathes out through his nose, a little more relaxed, and Fairfax listens to her explanation quietly. His frown fades only to to come back again, markedly more puzzled.

"What if... you could step on grenades with your feet. To detonate. On purpose." Fairfax repeats her statement slowly. Not quite incredulously, but it's definitely getting there. Thanks for clarifying it's without blowing your feet off, Blaze, otherwise wouldn't it sure be confusing? His eyes flicker behind his helmet's visor to the robot, wondering if a second opinion would call him crazy or not for questioning it. "This is a shit plan."