'I second that!' York yells as he knocks out another thug trying to get into the shop next door and shoots a third in the side. If things get any worse or if any of them start to make it past him, he might stop holding back if there's no way he can knock them out in time. His mind keeps going to Sigma and how their next conversation is going to be very awkward and possibly relationship threatening.

That thought almost costs him his pistol as one of the thugs jumps him and tries to grab it. He deliberately falls onto his back, crashing the goon between him and the side walk. While the creep is still stunned, York rolls off and knocks him unconscious. Asshole.

Getting up, he hears Wash's warning and looks up to see the target disappear into the alley. 'Yeah, we've got this,' he shouts, shooting a nearby goon in the leg. 'Go get the sucker!'