TAGON: Now that the sky is clear again, let's make a run for that hatch.
BRISTLECONE: It is closing, but I do not recommend racing it.
TAGON: Too tight?
BRISTLECONE: It is an outer hatch. The inner hatch is already closed.
TAGON: Oh. Since being locked in a small, enemy-controlled space is not how I want to spend my morning, let's just move on.