Ginga watched as Ury got the containers open and he spotted his gear in one of them, "Great job! Now maybe we can get our hides out of here!" he perked up in a cheerful tone in Basic, everyone was speaking it and though he found it unwieldy with his Rodian mouth, he gave people the benefit of the doubt. Plus he was just thankful the Bothan got his goods back. He flung on his heavy jacket and backpack and got his weapons to the ready. The rifle was only a slug-thrower and not a blaster, though he was a deadeye marksman with it. "If anyone has got any plans how we can move from being cornered rats, now would be a good time to share it!"<br/><br/>He got his rifle up in his hands, "I'm a bit lax to think my skills of deception will ward off these goons... I'd recommend hearing them out and maybe I could deceive them into letting us through, then we ambush them... Maybe the delectable Chiss could charm them I suppose too..." he suggested. "The other option is we risk letting them bust in here and we get a fire-fight on our hands. I can hide just outside of view by the door and when they come through I'll have sneaked behind them and we'll have flanked and surrounded them." He let out a little exasperated sigh from his little wrinkled mouth. He looked to Ury, "You seem a smart Bothan, you have my thanks. Any suggestions from yourself?"