Have a little taste of the Togruta girl and then take her and some guns to the escape ship

You feel drunk from her hormones assaulting your brain.

You turn to run and a fresh, more concentrated waft of peach scented pheromones hits your face.

You see a stack of quilted warp thrust capacitor warming blankets and head towards them, dropping the ray guns on the way.

Reaching the blankets you grab the girl roughly under her arms and pull as hard as you can as she clings to you.

She cries in pain as your thumbs dig into her ribs and releases her grasp.

You pull her from you and throw her on the pile of blankets.

You decide a small sampler couldn't hurt.