Eliza slowly pulled a sharp knife out of her knickers and gripped it fiercely, as she slowly crawled back towards Phineas. "Here's the plan. It's about four o'clock in the morning, and I am going to assume those soldiers have headed back to their camp. Just in case though, there is a river about a mile northeast from here. It should lead out about 6 miles from our campsite, but it's safer to stay near it, because of our scent. We don't have to travel to the end, we just have to make it about three quarters through, then head back to our camp. It will take time, but I say it's worth it, for a bit of safety. When we arrive at our spot. I will sneak out and try to grab the oil. I'm smaller, and you have the gun so you can cover me. The only thing I can't plan for is getting to Joseph's craft, and above all getting out of here without being seen, when we fly off. Do you think if we are pursued, that the craft will be fast enough? If it had a defense mechanism that might help, but I haven't got a good look at the inside." She frowned, hating the fact that she keeps getting herself hurt during this mission. She waited for his reply hoping that her plan would give them an advantage.