Scott lifts his eyebrows at the unspoken and decides he's gonna leave out the finer details of how that concussive force can be used, when a visor's involved to change the angle, width, height, and duration of the beam.

Maybe as a little treat, later.

"Dislocation's fine, blood is fine. Anything that requires stitches stays off my chest and stomach. Larger scarring marks are going to require permission. Nothing X-shaped. Nothing that is going to put me out of commission for more than a couple of hours." Stitches won't, dislocation won't. Broken bones and disembowelment are a hard no. That kind of thing.