Rodney had no idea about the various wraith executions, though he'd sort of hoped they had been taken care of. As much as he wanted to be a part of it, and lord knew that he'd run headlong outside, unarmed (as Jon had so elequently put it), there was that whole 'self-preservation' thing. And, with the wormhole still active, he was needed elsewhere.

Now, that time had ended, and it was time to go back 'home'. Which ever direction that was.

Rodney was behind a tree, and a touch on his shoulder came, along with a soft and recognizable voice. "If you are ready, Doctor, it is this way." He jumped at the nearness, and turning around, saw the Athosian huntress, and beyond, Locke.

'Dr. McKay, we need to regroup. This way.' Rodney focused on the man, and nodded to the two of them. "Right. That way."