It's the only thing Héctor can think of at this time. It'll probably fall into that future list of regrets.

He gives another downward glance at his arm, sure it's going to swell and bruise. Oh well. At least he has an arm.

He laughs then. "I'm sure you can!" He smiles Peter's way. "But I'm not entirely helpless. Forgive me for just a little bit of pride."

He'll manage, he's sure. Just as long as no more monsters show up.