Murphy was checking his weapons over, saying one last prayer, and generally only seeming to lend half an ear to the plan. Really, for a man whose twin brother was captured and possibly dead, he did appear to be handling the situation very well.

Except for the sharply controlled 'I will shoot holes in everything that gets in my way until it fucking DIES' expression on his face. That was just ever so slightly scary.

"Let's fuckin' do this already."