NARRATOR: Command Deck...
KEVYN: Tagon!
TAGON: Hello, Kevyn.
KEVYN: Are you crazy?
TAGON: Our point defenses and counter-measures can't take out the number of missiles we've got incoming.
KEVYN: So your plan is to take the fight into a confined, unknown space?
TAGON: Where the enemy's numerical advantage can be negated, yes.
KEVYN: Captain, we don't know what's in there.
TAGON: You, Elf, and our analysts all said it's a path into the strut.
KEVYN: This seems likely. But it's also possible that it's full of, oh, I don't know... stockpiled munitions?
I've been asking myself why it's hollow, and almost ten kilometers thick?
Structurally, it's a thousand times bigger than it needs to be.
KEVYN: What if it's full of ocean-dredgers, plains-grinders, and mountain secretors, and there's no room for us to move around?
Creating a choke point for the enemy is great. Trapping ourselves in a corner is not.
TAGON: We've sent a probe into the hole. There's maneuvering space.
TAGON: Also, I don't think you've weighted our options correctly.
TAGON: We can fly through this hole and maybe die, or we can stay out here and definitely die.
KEVYN: Leading with that summary would have settled my mind sooner.
TAGON: "We have the option to definitely die, but I've decided against it."
Yeah, that has a nice ring to it. I'll go with that next time.