Another green went flying and hit the side of the Warthog Arch was in. Hawke cracked her knuckles and made her way over to the Warthog, mindful of the unconscious Greens she had to step over now and then. "Can you lot please get out of here? Go...I don't know....fire into a crowd of Greens somewhere?" 

She switched communications to match Leo's wavelength, "Need some help?" the unfiltered voice may or may not have been a familiar one.