Contrary to expectation, Midnighter doesn't seem to have a problem with this. Burns are fine. They won't hurt worse than the fucking death vine on his arm. Actually, they might burn out some nerves, cauterize the pain out until it begins healing.

Then it'll be a real screamer, but still not worse than half the shit Midnighter's had done to him. So there's no sign of any qualms in his voice when he shrugs and begins walking toward the fire. "Fun fact, burning human skin? Smells like pork."