Jimmy appreciated Zik's nearly cross-eyed, rageful enthusiasm, but despite the promises he made, he didn't need unintentionally suicidal cavemen ruining the greatest, and of course safest advantage they had over the enemy.
The whole point behind quadrupling the clones in size was so his people wouldn't be anywhere close to the battlefield. He wanted to play it safe, for as long as possible, so he had to approach Zik's offer carefully, as in a way, he didn't want to ruin the grand enthusiasm of a man that wanted to help.
For that matter, he said, "We'll be going together. I need to make sure the Compies attack when they're supposed to, and don't run away either."
"What would these big shit munchers even be scared of?" Zik asked, "Why would they run away?"
"They can fly away, is what I meant." He followed along, "Look at them… they're still jittery about the whole flying thing. They were sound asleep a moment ago, and they do not appreciate being woken up."
