[He shrugs] Usually, but I don't know how much it really matters here. Oh, and, for the record? I think you'd prefer I always wear this mask. Not a pretty sight.

[At that bitty quake the white eyes of his mask widen. He was about to say something when it stopped. Plus side: it distracted him enough that the heat dissipates.]

Not my friend, compadre, my girl. Asshole thought he could get to me by kidnapping her. Imma make him pay. Then make him fix my face.