The twins are cuffed, their weapons are removed, and Cybil turns to the 'bots. "Do you mind dragging these lugs with us? I want to keep them in sight."

C'mon, guys, you get to drag around some fleshbags and treat them like hackey-sacks (as long as you don't break them). Goodtimes, right?

To the others, she says, "Anyone here too injured to fight?"