Phil was taken off guard by Sig's Comment. The thought of more of them dying came to mind, but Phil never thought about it as a sort of risk. Phil looked to all of his teammates and pondered. Was Phil ready to lose anyone? Was anyone ready to lose anyone else? Cora broke Phil's train of thought and answered his question by demanding "Before you go spewing shit, fight me. Right here, right now. Prove to me your worth. Or I will never accept you". Phil looked at Cora with a worried expression. Come to think of it, Phil thought, Cora was the most effected by the, likely, deaths of their teammates only yesterday. Could she take another death? Her action at the thought of it seemed reckless enough to provide an answer. No, it doesn't seem she could. While she was an obvious fighter, she wore her emotions on her sleeve. Will, on the other hand, didn't show his emotions, not until a nerve was hit at least. Phil looked up at sig, who had constructed a pillar while Phil was stuck in thought. This fight wasn't even slightly fair. One controlled something that only appeared in cold conditions and the other literally controlled what all of the where standing on. Phil just backed out of the way and started to observe them.