"Oh frell! Does everything have to turn into a fire fight with you people?" Garek tries to swat Wepps' rifle off-target, before dashing into the Imperial ship. "Oothar, put that sword away before you get us all killed."
"I really must apologise for my companions, they don't seem to grasp the concept of diplomacy all that well." He says as he goes past Cabe and Xado.
"I don't suppose any of you could delay psycho-woman from firing for a few seconds, could you? One of your number seems to be running towards her line of fire..."