Phineas considered her idea ponderously, looking at the dark ceiling in thought.
"Two soldiers.... yeah, that sounds about right." he said, "But there were three more men, the leaders. I'm not sure where they went. There's two ways out of this, then. Either we take out those guards and steal their hovership, which would be tricky at best, or we sneak down to the beach and grab the oil, then try to make a run for it in Joseph's hovership. Neither of these are preferable, but we're running out of options quick and time quicker. What do you think?" he asked. He retained his firm grip on the pistol, clutching it like a lifeline.