[Well, whoever it is that just ate shit on the field over there, Paul is going to be keeping an eye on them for the time being; he's been over here in whatever shade is available out here, dressed like some sort of grim reaper as always, but it's fairly evident that it's got his attention briefly before he formulates a response.]

Those that are bad aren't going to have enough time to become anything else before we're thrown into something else. Not like being...proficient, I guess, is going to be much help if it's anything like last time.

[We have fucking spears. That thing stopped bullets. Just realistically speaking, we're still going to get our asses handed to us.]