"Not my eyes," he decides, after thinking about it for a moment. "Or, like, so much on my face that my blood is getting in them." He's been shot in the head enough times that he has only miserable associations with that.

"Although a blindfold would be okay if you wanted that, or just telling me to close them. And not my abdomen -" He gestures, draws a line low on his belly, the way it would look like for a disemboweling cut.

"Otherwise I think anything bad would be...more about tone than location? And I should be able to warn you if it starts feeling that way."