"We know. But thank you," says Aanjay, and the others murmur their agreement.

Jan, who has been mostly poking at his arm to see why he didn't notice getting hurt in the first place, glances up and over Voodoo's shoulder. It's Gordon, who was quietly surveying one of the maps a moment ago. "Thank you," Freeman says. "This... goes a long way."

He's going to go find somewhere to sit down while his ears stop ringing, but for now, he's managing.