Ginger sighs, not quite dejectedly, but with a certain sadness. "You always did want to go out with a bang, unstoppable 'til the end and all that. If they make it through, I've got your back. If we happen to live through this... I'll take my chances with the Gunship. We've already placed so much on faith." He shoulders his rifle, and draws a wicked-looking plasma sword. "Let's hope it doesn't fail us this time."