"Hn! I make one batch of bots and suddenly everybody thinks I'm a manufacturer," he grumbles, but he's still flipping through the plans. "You sure you want a hundred little lancers in armor that doesn't let them bend over? And not even make it attractive?" He gestures to his corset. Sure, he can't do a backflip as easily right now, but he wasn't planning on going to war yet!

"And the boots! Feet are awful, but I thought humans liked to keep theirs. Why aren't they plated? Did you run out?"

That gun, though, that had some grineer sensibility to it. It looked like if a stunningly ugly version of a zarr. Could be fun.

(OOC: I meaan there was that one time he wore a wedding dress...)