"It would be, and hopefully we'll be able to gather more intel on that soon. The objective is to increase our communication abilities in the states, but not to give up on hope on reaching Canada either." He had a lot of pride and belief in his country. Between it and Tony's abilities, he refused to give up hope on humanity surviving this outbreak. If you gave up hope, you pretty much damned yourself to lose.
He listened intently when she mentioned the prison was tense but quiet. That made sense. He knew they were in good hands with Natasha, but he still worried over all about how much was on their shoulders. Reaching out to the others in the area was a smart move. Common allies facing the same enemy was always resourceful than handling it alone.
"I'm sure he'll appreciate hearing it." He smiled at her a little sadly as he shook his head. "No, everyone I'd need to contact are already here. The others...they've been gone a long ti--"
His words were cut off short when suddenly he felt two stings to his back. Not bug bites. Darts? He wasn't sure, but suddenly the world went topsy turvy before descending into black. He opened his mouth to tell her to run, but he hit the ground face first before a word could get out.