I dunno. [ Idly his hand trails along the wall, though he lifts his fingers before they can touch the raw Eridium. Harmless, probably, but he avoids it all the same. (He'll always hate the color purple, he thinks.) ]

Like, peek at presents before my birthday or Christmas? [ Nevermind he hasn't celebrated a birthday or a Christmas since the last time he was on Earth. ] Check if shit is booby-trapped? Find goons hiding behind walls when we break in somewhere?

There're a lot of practical applications.

[ A beat. ]

You thought I was gonna say somethin' gross, weren't you.