Archer nods, and begins barking into the communicator stuck to his ear about having the missile frigates run interference between the cruisers, transports, and the Hellfire batteries, and to begin deploying countermeasures against the incoming projectiles. He'd be seeing these soldiers through, they would get their chance to die on the battlefield rather than meeting a quick end in the vacuum of space. Such a fate was ill-suited to warriors, and certainly not warriors under his command.
When Onjage and the human entered the bridge, Archer diverted his attention a bit. While he felt little love for Sunburst, Onjage was something of a different story. The stallion was huge, skilled, and though his teeth were flat for the grinding of plants, he fought with the strength of a predator and was a proud warrior. Archer had great respect for Onjage, and relished the opportunity to fight alongside him once again.
The human, however, was a bit of an enigma to Archer. The biped was pessimistic, spoke in strange tongues sometimes, and claimed to be of a precursor race to their universe. Archer had certainly never seen something like the pale monkey before, and believed what was said about his origins, but truthfully he cared little for the man. So long as he could hold his own, though, the monkey was fine to tag along.