A classic Krystal omorashi scenario: Caught out on a long patrol, only being called back to the Great Fox only minutes ago, the blue-furred vixen hurries back to be relieved- as well as to GET some desperately-needed relief- only to be ambushed and intercepted. Forced to choose on where her concentration and focus should be placed, saving her dignity or her life, Krystal chooses the latter and reluctantly lets go of her bodily control. The cockpit of her Arwing is going to need some cleaning later, but it's better than becoming a cloud of space debris.