"Okay ... isn't the word I'd use." Superman replies, his voice faint, as if just speaking was a strain, and it was. He doesn't have much left. The pain alone is making it hard to focus, and even then he's weak. He doesn't have enough strength to break free of the restraint.

"You're going to have a chance to make it up" Clark replies, looking over to Samus, managing a faint smile. He may not be anywhere near full power, but he has just enough for one trick. "I think I can get us loose, but I need you both to be ready. Once we're out, it's up to you."