[While Boothill isn't the brightest crayon in the box, he certainly understands how to get under a man's skin. Wounding someone's pride is a surefire way to get them fired up and ready to prove you wrong. This is something he is very familiar with. The ranger couldn't help but smirk as Caelus brought over his toolkit. He'll let the fella tinker on him for a little bit. He trusts the trailblazer enough not to kill him, at least.]

I better be fine, or else it's your behind!

[He warns before snacking on another bullet. While it appears that Boothill is simply sitting back and munching, the cyborg is performing a thorough diagnosis. That explains why his eyes begin to flash red even though he is not in combat mode. Despite the damage, his vitals appear to be in good condition. That's an honest relief. However, the damage he sustained has fried some of his internal circuitry. Certain nerves aren't working properly after being shelled several times by that intergalactic shotgun.]

Talk about havin' rum luck.

[He grumbles as his diagnosis check concludes. Just as he was about to warn Caelus, he was distracted by the trailblazer's little gesture there. His internal wiring might be damaged, but he certainly felt that. Boothill lets out an amused huff as he looks at Caelus.]

Why thank ya kindly~! However, all the praise doesn't go to just little old me. I had some help here and there.

[He smirks.]

You really love tinkering on stuff, don't you?