Iris didn't respond, her expression grim. It was clear he was right, they had no other option. If only the galaxy wasn't going to such complete shit, she could do a bit better job at keeping them out of conditions that wouldn't result in one of their squishy heads getting squashd. Or hijacked, in this case. "So much for hanging low for a while," she grumbled, releasing his arm. The following look Ren received was nothing sort of deadly. "But if she so much as breathes the wrong way, I'm shooting." Ren wheezed in panic.