They'd also probably lose their minds if you gave then a single dorito, so you know, whatever.

[it's not time travel. they haven't fucking time traveled. that's literally impossible and not something archer would imagine could happen outside of his coma dreaming.]

Already have. [he makes a face.] We actually have about one leg between us, so, y'know.

[this is... actually kind of a show of trust, in archer's own way.]