"That would be nice but who would you drain?"  he supported Nancy on one shoulder and pulled her around the corner of a building.  "Bunch of freaking amateurs.  If you would all just stay put we might actually get out of this mess but everyone needs to be a hero and then everyone needs to get captured or shot."  He wasn't so much talking to them, or being mad at them as just venting his frustration.  "Can you drain some energy from me without killing me?"  He asked Julia.