Jake listened. As much as he hated to think about it, Marco was right. They were alone in alien territory (which wasn't quite that far removed from their old situation), against insurmountable odds. They needed patience. A calm head. He needed to reign himself in.

He brushed a hand through his hair with a sigh. "Yeah. You're right. Just fill me in later, alright? I want to know what we're dealing with. I just... I'm tired of being jerked around all the time. And it's good to see you again."

He paused.

"...even if you are a bit shorter than I remember."