Salem rubbed his temples. This day was not getting any easier. He tried to think; what was the right thing to do in this situation? Run? Normally he'd just sprint and hope for the best, but he didn't want to risk losing access to a universal nexus like the bar. What if he couldn't get back after traveling too far away? Fight? He was relatively sure he outmatched the Yeerk ship, but he wanted to return to the bar if he could. He didn't know how many enemies he'd make by shooting it down.
So what did that leave? Diplomacy? Laughable. This woman was obviously less-than-friendly towards Keshin. Deception... was probably the only way out of this. He sighed, trying to think of a plan.
"Look, crazy lady," he said, transmitting to Myitt, "I'll prove to you that Keshin's not here anymore. If you're willing to stop shooting at me long enough, I'll land and let you check out the ship. Even if Keshin were here, you've got to admit he's not worth getting shot down over."
Switching off the transmitter, he spoke to Al and Keshin. "Guys, I wanna get close to the ground. The ship yard, so it looks like we've got nothing to hide. As soon as the hatch opens, Al, you and Keshin make a break for it, using your hologram for cover. I'll stay here and deal with Miss Overzealous."
"Oh, great, another plan from Salem. Those always go so well," Al said sarcastically.