[Tron glanced back, catching the kid's last retort. Maybe he'd been too harsh? He was still getting used to the fact that pretty much anyone here was free to put themselves in harms way, even if they didn't have the proper training.

He spotted another of the pterodactyls nearby, and started cutting off it's escape, herding it back toward the kid's hoverboard. Once he was within earshot he shouted out.]

If we work as a team, we can take these creatures out in a fraction of the time. I'll cut them off, you finish them. Think you can handle that?