On the bridge, Leia, Ackbar, Poe, and Finn are watching the security monitors. Finn looks at Leia. "So uh… Any plan on how to get out of this?" Leia turns back to him. "Unfortunately, our shields are so good, we can't send a call for help lest we bounce the signal back to ourselves. Our best option is to sneak a small strike team down to the planet and use the old base's communication array."
"How are we gonna get to the hangars?" "First thing's first, Finn. What do you know about their boarding protocols?" "The bridge will be their primary target, but if they encounter any important systems on the way, they will disable them. Once they get here, they will slaughter us."
Leia presses a button on the console. "Attention all personnel. Retreat to the bridge immediately, priority one objective. Alright Finn. You come with me. We're gonna help any stragglers we can find and get them here safely."
Poe turns his attention to Leia. "And me, General?" "Ah. Yes. I'll need your droid." BB-8 beeps in confusion. "Yes you. We can use you throughout the ship." "Wait a minute! No one uses my droid without me!" "Only Commanders and higher can have that privilege, Poe. You two come with me." Leia, and Finn leave the room, BB-8 stares at its master before beeping sadly, and leaving with the door shutting behind them with a ray shield.
As soon as they step out, Finn breathes a sigh of relief. "Man! It smells so much better out here!" Leia looks back at him, confused. "How so?" "I think it might've had something to do with Ackbar and… His kind." "The Mon Calamari?" "Yeah. Them." "Finn. They're fish people. They can't help it." She walks off as BB-8 gives a low-pitched buzz at him. "What'd he say?" "You're better off not knowing."