It hits him, jams his amour, keeps him from moving. And that- that's okay. He's not here to escape from York. He's here to be bait and York just took it. His HUD tells him where Carolina is, stalking up behind him. He won't have a chance.

He gives a breathless laugh, pitiful really. "You should have stayed with the rebels, York."

And then there's the click behind York, and a gun pressed against the back of his helmet.