"Hold your Woklings, dearie!" Snith responds as you round the corner into his docking bay.
This is the first time you get a real good look at the Cold Hard Wit. It is a narrow, triangular vessel, with a dark grey color scheme and light armoring. A single bubbled window shows you where the cockpit is, which Snith clambers up to now. There are no discernable weapons.
In the cockpit, Snith brings up the computer display.
Yeah, sure.
"We know you're there, so there's no point in hiding." Rylis calls out as she leaves the ship. She'll walk to about halfway between the ship and the entrance where the thing is watching them from, her blaster out but not aimed at whoever it is.
"So how about you just come out here and explain what you're up to."