“Right...” Drake looked over across the woods at where he came from. Though the area was obscured by dense foliage, and out of eyesight, his hovercraft was still over in that general direction. There was a chance that they could make a break for it in that rustbucket. He raised a wrist-comm panel to his face, and spoke quickly into it. “Sawyer, bring the Arrowhead over to my coordinates ASAP. We need evac pronto.” Drake gave a reassuring nod to Caroline as he closed the channel, and readied his blaster for whatever enemies crawled out of the ship.