The odd emergency drill in deep space was nothing new, from Pash's perspective, but he'd never thought much of them back home - mostly because that kind of systems failure on any ship in the fleet, more than likely, was going to happen in the middle of a combat zone, and if they were in the middle of a combat zone, he would more than likely be in his A-wing, where he belonged, and not trying to outrun a catastrophic breach of atmosphere.

Emergency procedure, for him, should be an ejection seat.

He spotted the struggle with the hatch down the hall from a distance, and picked up his pace as he came in close -

- and phased right past Jason, through the solid section of wall next to the hatch, only to revert to being solid on the other side and slam into the hatch with his shoulder.

Pushing something open was usually easier than pulling, in his opinion.