Apollo frowned at Midnighter's attempt at humor. Hee lare ee us, love, he thought. It took everything in him not to roll his eyes at his partner. "Well, the geeks in the labs won't be happy." He smirked. "You know how they love autopsies." To be honest, they made him uncomfortable. Every time they looked at him, he half wondered if they were wondering about all the ways they might be able to poke and prod him. Apollo had enough of being poked and prodded.
Apollo blinked, though, and glanced down at the two men below him. "The scientists are going to have a field day with him." The ship had sustained enough damage that it wasn't going to be a quick. Not that they'd have the tech to salvage it, anyway. Although, perhaps Big Blue did. He landed next to him. "Would it be too much to ask if you know any English?" he asked the man laid out on the ground before him.