"You're welcome," Proto Man drawls like he's a gift from the heavens, putting his hands on his hips, and is definitely about to continue when he hears the same thing she does.

"...Crud. That thing's about to go up! Let's blow this joint before it blows us!"

Fighting's fun, but explosions? Can't exactly punch his way through that, and if that thing's full of cans of pop then it could leave a bit of a sticky mess. Turning right around on his heel, he beats a hasty retreat and dives head-first into the distressingly large hole in the wall. Hey, that would have been him if it hit, so it's every bot for themselves!