It's not coordinated by any stretch of the imagination, but when Wash goes low Grif goes high. Maybe they can sandbag him, maybe Grif's lightning-speed attack on the tentacles can do some good again, his hands blur as he scrabbles at them.

"What the fuck are we doing?!" he yells. "You're the one who tells me not to quit!"

It's not even a joke at this point, it's anxious patter Grif uses to pretend this is just another mission and he doesn't just want to scream.

"Come the fuck on!"