Hunter crossed his arms. "Of course we'll come back for them, but at the moment our priority needs to be..."

James flipped his long knife into his hand from the sheath on his thigh. When he took a step forward to stand beside Rory, he didn't need to say anything. The message was clear. He was not leaving his lover behind.

Sighing, Hunter ran a hand through his hair. Apparently, for once, he recognized a battle he couldn't win. "Oh, very well. The two of you hunt downriver for Mr. Snart and Sergeant Barnes. Head back to the ship after, and either we'll meet you there, or Gideon will give you our current coordinates."