As if the QV’s warning was not enough, the message Senjen received shortly afterwards was crystal clear. Light needed his help, and he needed it now. Swinging open the compartment on his thigh, Senjen grabbed his pistol almost immediately, but even near-panicked as he was, he knew he could not just rush in. He had never been in a gunfight before, and his frame was not even designed for combat. Plus, the droid was armed, with hostages. He...needed a plan. Yes, something to even the odds. Just a bit of creativity to make up for the more material disadvantages, but whatever he did, he needed to do it [i]quick[/i]. 

Senjen’s pistol he had bought on Orsostro, so it was at least meant for fighting other robots. It was a magnetic accelerator weapon firing armor-piercing rounds, and he needed to keep that in mind. Second, he needed to see what was going on in the fitting room. The daughter was a hostage, but maybe she could help? He could see her, probably trying to act normal and not frightened. With the angle he was at near the front of the shop, she could “speak” with the colors on one side of her body without anyone in the room seeing, so he faced her and did the same. [i]”Can you see in the room? Do you have any implants? Anything ocular? Can you share the feed of what you see with me?”[/i]