"Your face looks awfully unmelted," Midnighter says with a wicked grin. "So I'd say your track record is doing pretty fucking great."

But an invitation's an invitation (he doesn't think of them as orders-- maybe suggestions, at best). Midnighter takes a step back, and slams the heel of his foot into the door. He does this a few times, and the door falls off its hinges. Was it simply rusty with misuse or is Midnighter inhumanly strong? A little of both in reality, but it may be hard to tell.