While it was true he was in rough shape, he also knew Double served as fine glue to keep him held together in a pinch. But Philip was right, and the second point was more annoying than the first. Hopefully someone had something that could make this battle into less than a marathon. He didn't like being outclassed on such a large scale.

He pushed his hat onto his head. He didn't answer right away, instead just concentrating on breathing in a way that didn't hurt. "Fine, fine," he answered, and glanced around for some kind of cover, just in case. "If it wasn't for the annoying neighbors, we'd be pretty close to getting out of here. Anyone on your end get in touch with the Enterprise yet?"