Of course he can't handle the heat. Ankh can't either, not with a human body and no way of covering it in more than a hand's worth of armor.

"Eiji!" Leave it to the idiot to go get himself burned trying to open a door. Ankh pulls him back away from it even as he draws back, himself. But now what? He looks to the exit he usually uses--a door to the balcony. The handle there is metal, too, but at least that isn't quite as much an issue for him. "This way!" He practically drags Eiji across the room with him, then grabs at the door with his Greeed hand.