He straightens a bit at the unexpected touch, again that hint of blush, and his head ducking. "You don't want it. I've been fighting for my life for the past 5 or so years. Before that it was being frustrated that I wasn't allowed to really fight, because no one would train me and mom didn't wanna lose me like she lost my father to the Androids."

That harder knuckling gets a little bit of give, and the teasing gets a full out obvious blush. Definitely ducking his head there, moving to grab the bucket and rag in nerves. "I'm not a superhero, believe me."