"Well excuse me Mandalorian that I'm a doctor not a soldier!" Harry said as he was indignantly shoved aside by the person. However he did know a trick or two that could help him out in a pinch. Concentrating on the area around him and focusing his thoughts Harry faded into the background while he unconsciously unleashed a small telekinetic surge of energy that would unbalance anyone in the vicinity of that area of the hatch while trying to keep his movements as passive as he could. Harry did so in a way that the Mandalorian would not feel anything more then perhaps a shaking of the hull while flying. He would not be responsible for the deaths of whoever was on the other side but he would tip the balance without getting shot. Besides who would question if the soldiers would stumble in the way through the area and who would question that the gentleman for closing his eyes to such violent behavior. Of course this was all just a formality to Harry whom was so skilled in his rehearsed movements that he'd simply was putting up an act. If he truly wanted to all he'd need to do is concentrate mentally and he could do it. After all it was what came naturally to the older man. The movements he did were unmatched by any of this era except for the truly skilled if he could take any pride in them at the very least. "Don't fear my good man I promise you this may look bad but I've seen what happened in the Clone Wars and trust me Separatist Forces did a lot worse to ships that I were on and we got out alive thanks to the quick thinking of people like our quick to shoot friend over there." Harry said handily as he lowered his hand.