[Blades was still flailing, too panicked to really think clearly. He was used to having a living thing inside him, yes, but it was usually- in fact always- a consenting entrance. This was not.]

Dani's going to be so mad! You need to get out and put that down. Not in that order.

[His hands hovered over his cockpit, the glass open, as he debated reach in to grab the intruder.]