Yeah, well, if he'd wanted to make a big fucking deal of it he'd have said more than 'ow'. "Yeah, because last time that worked out so fucking well," he snorted, settling back as well once the flare was off (and hey those bird liked flares, who knew?). "We still got fucking blamed for the slime."

Granted, stuff had been trying to eat the copter and they'd had to cut the damn thing free, but still!