Phineas was deep in the forest now, the rooted ground turning into an incline as they approached the center of the island. He almost didn't notice Eliza talking in his arms. He caught her last few words and slowed down, winded. 
"Libyan... special forces.... found us." he managed, catching his breath. "They're here to finish the job, it must've been them who bombed the [i]Ventra[/i]. They got Joseph. A dozen or so of them, all armed." Phineas had more to discuss, but the implications of the event would have to wait for later. 
"Can you walk?" he asked.