Ben made a mental note to be more wary of who offered to help with testing and just what they thought testing would be. He didn't mind this - who could ask for better, willing test subjects - but it was worth consideration going forward. He tucked his clipboard under his arm and plugged his ears as Sinjin went to town with the gun, waiting for the firing to stop before he resumed his more dignified stance.
"No pink or purple for either of you. It would look awful. Bear's an autumn and you're a winter. It wouldn't work and I'll have no part of it." Despite his grin, he was deadly serious. There was no way he'd pull some horrific move like that. He was all for bold fashion statements, but that was just too far.
When Bear informed him of the obvious fact that he was awesome, Ben simply smiled and bowed slightly. "It's a gift, my dear. One I was born with that I've spent decades cultivating." He noted the armor's response to the onslaught of bullets before he recorded the newest abuses. It was intense, but Ben did his best to keep his focus on the science of it all, not how black and blue Sinjin would be in a few hours.