Fey came dashing out of the vent, running up to Ken-Ryn.  Ken who had finished packing his bag, picked the bot up as it approached.<br/>"What's wrong Fey?  What's the racket for?"<br/>As he spoke the rodent thing charged through the vent, running into some piece of machinery with a loud crash.  Ken starred at the creature for a moment before it got up and charged him.  Holding Fey close to his chest, Ken kicked the rodent hard, sending it flying across the hold into the wall.  It hit with a crack and slid too the ground, letting out a pathetic death squeak.<br/>As Ken watched from his corner, making sure the rodent didn't get up for a second go.  He looked at Fey, who was shivering now.<br/>"You ok there buddy?  It didn't get at you did it?"<br/>Fey looked up at Ken, shaking it's head.  Ken held the robot close to him again, trying to comfort the droid.  He had lost so many others, he wasn't going to lose Fey either.<br/><br/>Then he realized how loud the rodent had been.  Glancing towards the entrance of the cargo hold, he could hear footsteps coming down the hall.  He dashed back behind the boxes holding Fey close as he watched the door, whispering Fey instructions.<br/><br/>"They heard that thing coming down here, and they're coming to kill it.  But since it's already dead, they'll know we're here.  I need you to get on top of the boxes, and watch the door.  Once they come through the door, don't let them see you, they'll come for me first.  If they have a gun I want you too jump on it when they point it at me.  That will give me time to get the gun away from them, maybe take whoever they send at me hostage.  If we play our cards right, we can get out of here.  Ok?"  Fey watched and listened carefully as Ken gave him instructions.  Calmed down and focused, Fey nodded his head and jumped up on top of a box of cargo, waiting and watching the door.