"So the way I see it. There are two ways this can turn out. And if the sith is as smart as he seemed, there is no way in hell the first option is actually even an option." Ashtev said as he finished the final preparations and prepared to launch. His job complete, Roll unplugged and turned coming up between the duo. Out came another series of noises making Ashtev sigh in annoyance. "I know Roll. I see what's going on. I know we're cutting it close." He spoke, immediately receiving more beeps and the like. "I'm launching now dammit. Cut me some slack." He said as the ship began to lift into the air. "You, make yourself useful. I need to focus on flying. But if there's trouble..." He paused for a moment to finally launch shooting out of the port with little regard for anything other than his and his pseudo-prisoner's safety, coupled with the safety of the astromech. 

Hopefully space could afford some level of comfort, but he knew that was too much to ask for. "Be prepared to man the weapons and help me and my droid out." He finally finished the previous statement he'd began before launch. "You got that blue?" He asked as he checked the monitors, used to being in sticky situations, though he hadn't had trouble with any one specific group for a while.