*hops out of the suit, activating the security system and packing it away* "I'm sure it'll stand up fine, it can take blasts like nothing else but - I'll try to find that other battlesuit guy tomorrow, 'cause right now," *curls up into a sleepy ball of fluff* "it... sleep time...zzzzz"
[gotsta get some sleep, please don't touch my suit while I'm gone, it's designed to recognise jelly's DNA and will kill anyone attempting to pilot it whose DNA doesn't match (see Gav Thorpe's Kill Team), good night]