No, sir, I shan't take a single whiff of air. Not even the threat of a fiery death would urge me to do so. You scoundrels would die of lack of air before we reach the sun. Even if our laughter wouldn't be heard in the cold lifeless space, we shall be doing so heartily at the sight of your foiled attempt.
Breathers belong on Earth, while we, the superior race, own the entire universe!!