Press withdrew his hand, fearing something malfunctioned in his glove. "It's alright, Brookes, it's probably my fault. Sometimes these devices of mine tend to show malfunctions in weird ways." He looked at his glove, wondering what could have done that. However, judging by the shape of the burn on Brookes' hand, it seemed that if his glove had malfunctioned, it would have done so across the entire surface of the glove, which would be impossible even for Press, since malfunctions never went that far. Casting the thought aside, he asked, "So... what can you do? You've already seen my specialty here," motioning once again to Horus and his glove.