HK glared at SubZero before resettling into his detached neutral expression, his voice still as full of irritation at the general state of the universe as it ever was. "Sarcasm: Oh, no, it's been fine, meatbag, just fine. Apart from the burns and the short circuits in my nervous system and the--"

The choked off statement was illustrated well enough by a coughing fit that forced him to bring one of the paper napkins to his mouth to catch the blood that was expelled from his lungs. He then looked up, the latticework of burns standing out more dramatically on skin that had gone pale.

"Exasperation: Of course it hasn't been good, meatbag!"