[The feeling that he's a liability and not an asset is a pretty sickening one to Dixon, but he doesn't exactly have time to sit around feeling sorry for himself when more Wheelers and fairies seem to be piling into the street. He grabs a fairie that's trying to bite his scalp from off his head and flings it as hard as he can into the nearest wall, where it splatters like an egg. Yikes.]

I'm only a civilian because I got fired, and I know how use this just fine, Al! [Granted, he has no idea how he knows how to use it, and there's only so much good skill can do in the absence of fitness, but for the moment it's enough to keep him alive. Another Wheeler breaks from the line and makes a go for Sothe, and Dixon, being closer, lunges forward and decapitates it before they have to find out whether Sothe really can use that knife.]

I'll cover Green over here, you two make sure nothing happens to the teenager, [he points at Bart. Dixon's panting hard, hoping that none of the other people here looking capable are going to jockey for a better strategy.] Any luck, we get far enough and y'all will teleport to catch up with us.