As everyone prepared to depart, Jimmy spent some time with the clones, and tried to get them back in line.
Getting flying Compies and apes in line was not easy. At this point, they'd much rather fly around than sleep. They were like over-excited kids, so it was hard to remind them of what their main purpose was.
The fact that they were having fun pulled at his heart-strings quite a bit, because regardless of how much he had altered their bodies, they were living, breathing creatures at the end of the day. They shouldn't die in battle, they didn't deserve to, but this was the best solution he could think of to make sure his people didn't get killed.
'If all goes well, I'm done cloning,' He thought, 'We have guns now. Killing the rest of those bastards should be a lot easier.'
