"Damn it!" Harry growled as he rolled to the left and then the right instinctively as he rolled behind a nearby rock. "Well it looks like we only have one option now no matter what our morals are Mandalorian. And since you dragged me into this mess I guess you're stuck with me for a bit longer at the very least." Harry said not worried in the slightest by the blaster fire. He had slipped into his serene sense of mind once more like he had been trained to so long ago in the past. If one is to give into combat, a last resort, then one will need to simply deal with what comes. Harry knew out of everyone here he'd be the most likely to come out alive but he didn't exactly want the others to die. Horrible people though they may seem to be they are simply making a life for themselves. "Fighting here is useless people they outnumber us and with all due respect we're hardly stormtrooper class soldiers.." Harry said with firmness to his voice belaying is formerly joking tone he had said his previous quip with. Harry's mind already raced through the though what he'd need to do to make sure everyone got out of this alive but they were mostly things he'd prefer not doing.