We can take them once we're in the air. [ He says to Rex, already starting up the engines with a loud roar. His practised hands are flying over the dashboard, hitting keys and going through his pre-flight checklist faster than a hamster out a canon. ]

And no, we were already getting shot at but I couldn't just leave them there. Look at them! They're actually starting to get our likenesses down.

We're worth at least a million more credits, though.

[ He doesn't even look at Andy or Rex as he works, but he does call back to the gunner seat: ]

You alright back there, Rex? You better not bleed out on me.

[ Poe's also hurt, but he's so high on adrenaline he hasn't even noticed where the blaster bolt sliced into his side, cauterising as it went. It's fine, he's fine, nothing is falling out. ]