Yknow, [he says back conversationally, barely missed by the ice,] I've had damn near hundreds'a people say that t'me. T'my face. Usually in my own damn office. Frank Fontaine himself thought he could put me down.

[Shifting his position, he slips into the room, taking cover behind a chair. Have a few more grenades your way.]

Funny thing is, I went into my death on my own two feet, the way I wanted to. In a manner'a speakin', but even so.

Somehow, I don't think someone who doesn't even know the scope'a his own goddamn Plasmids is goin' t'be much of a challenge.