[Blurr, you're very small, you squirming around won't bother him any. Unless you manage to move enough to get out of his grip, that is.]

Don't worry about it. I suspected this would be the result... [A lopsided, dry smile briefly crosses his faceplates.] Well, not you somehow managing to hit the resistance, but you being unable to cross it.

I simply don't wish to leave things to chance and supposition.