Cormac narrowed his eyes at Flint, trying to convey without actually having to say it that he found it completely inappropriate that Flint was wasting time checking out his girlfriend.
"Yeah, we appreciate it," he said gruffly. He gestured to the two other fighters. "They just sort of showed up. Third one got away." He felt it better not to mention the whole wanting-to-blow-the-guy-up part of it.
"Hmm. Any reason why they'd be comin' after yeh?" Lance asked, lifting an eyebrow at the man encased in ice.