"Are you positive you want me for this mission?" Blade asked with slight tilt of his head, his hand resting on the Handle of his electrified katana "I am often informed that the size of my gluteal region, a more well-known term being buttocks, is to cumbersome for silent missions, words that have been used to describe said buttocks is rounded, booty, fanny and derrière." Blade put his metal clawed hands on his chin, running numbers and possible scenarios on how he could fulfill his mission without his synthetic butt ruining it "Perhaps I could use it to my advantage in some way? My internal computer is already working out possible actions I could take, which if planned out, could result in a properly reaching objective."