Blissfully unaware of what had transpired, his gun slit prepared except for the final step, the quick tearing motion he would make to open his narrow "window" into the security corridor, Darius waited for his signal... the sound of gunfire.  "I'm ready here, Rogue Trader."  He reported over the communicator in satisfaction.  "I've got a couple inch thick section to tear through, but I can do that in only a moment, so whenever you're ready, start shooting.  You'll have your crossfire when you need it."