This is fine. This is okay, he can deal with this. This is a solvable problem. He's got nanite arms already, that's like fifteen swiss army knives already. There's a solution here that doesn't involve explaining breathplay to a four-year-old and

And

Feeling kinda lightheaded

Hee! Light headed! Because of the sawblades! That's it! He can cut off his own head! Saw off the neck! Take that, Dominos! Can't choke him out if the neck's gone!

Granted, that means he'll need to get fitted for a new collar, but that's a fun date to have so, all in all, net win!

Oh. And also develop a life-saving method of preserving the spine, carotid, jugular, and windpipe, all in a matter of seconds. Hrm.

Right. Table the sawblade for now.

And really, Prometheus, he thought he taught you better than this. You shouldn't ask two yes-no questions back to back, even if the answer is the same to both.

"Gk-erk-[i]Hlp[/i]-ack"