Stopping in front of the aforementioned access tube, Pierce looks at it disapprovingly, "Since when has talking about fitting into tight spaces disturbed any man's fantasies?" He sighs and cocks his head slightly, looking at it from a different angle. He secures his knife and his other weapons and attempts to approach it feet first, his chest facing the way he came. All this was accompanied by a series of grunts and inaudible curses.