You don't even know me, [he believed pam, maybe, but no-one else.] it was my fault anyway, so you know, whatever.

[archer's face scrunches up again, but he doesn't vomit and it's more at the idea of krieger taking anything off him. the "tests" he ran before they went into space comes to mind. he doesn't want this to be real, and he doesn't know what'll happen if it is. he looks away again, then sighs and pulls himself up.]

Fuck it. Worst case she shoots me again, so we might as well... [he trails off after a moment, looking at holly like he's not even human for split second. then... holds a hand out to help him up.]