"Am I alright? Dude, that was so awesome! When can we do it again?"

An absolutely legit question. Well, beyond the obvious of getting this creature into a cage and shipped back to Archer Point. Still, Archer had to rub the back of his head. Even he wasn't immune to some pain and he was desperately wishing for some ibuprofen, glad the endorphins were overriding most of the pain that came from slamming against objects.