"Thanks," Lipton said, answering Scorpion's nod with one of his own, and it felt oddly formal to have such a statement of approval. He was kept from feeling too proud about it, though, as just staying alive wasn't exactly that heroic of an accomplishment, and really just might come down to self-preservation. Also, Scorpion's phrasing of him doing well for a human seemed awfully like reading well for a child - sliding scales, and all that. Still, he appreciated it for whatever it was.

He gave Jax a half-smile at the anecdote about Sonya - she was a tough woman, alright. Reminded him of Bull, a little bit, that steely determination and disregard for physical limitation. The man wouldn't like to hear himself compared to a lithe blonde, but he'd come around. His Replacements could tell you he had a heart of gold, deep down.

He was getting a bit uncomfortable with all this warm regard, which he considered to be somewhat undeserved. He never got a chance to answer Jax, or even figure out what his answer would be, as they were al gestured into silence and waited tensely for Sub-Zero's report.

Atta girl, he thought, when it came, and though his eyes slipped to the strands of blonde hair, Lipton quickly turned back to Jax as his arm started beeping.

"Yessir," He said, then looked over at Scorpion as the other two moved out. "Unstoppable or not, I'm going to go see if she needs bandaging up before heading down all those stairs."