*Vaseraga wouldn't feel the pain unless it has some mental aspect to it, cause yeah, he doesn't feel normal pain, and so he doesn't really care about the acid at this point, he just steps forwards and reaches out towards Gordon with his massive hand. Also, the acid can go any direction except up, cause his helmet is really tight along his neck, and he wears no other armour until his legs basically.*
Vaseraga: Bad idea, bub.

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*Beatrix rolls her eyes and tries peeling John out of his armour if he's wearing it.*
Beatrix: I don't care. She doesn't owe me a drink and she also isn't dying yet. 
*She continues doing what she can to stop John from dying more, but who knows what her limit is, cause she doesn't know what hurt him and probably doesn't know how to properly treat it.*