Your answer comes shortly after the Tusken Raider swings just over your head. It growls when your gun goes off, the bolt bursting into the dune beside it as your aim goes wide in your fright. Enraged, it throws itself at you... and into Snith's line of fire.
Purple whisps and blobs of energy hiss out of Snith's pulse cannon and into the Tusken Raider, zapping it before it reaches you. Each vein and artery in the Tusken illuminates briefly as Snith holds the trigger, causing the Tusken to collapse and roll down the dune.
"Lovely," Snith says, lowering the rifle. "I'm going to say... Tusken outpost. We've stumbled onto some holy grounds that they really don't like people coming on, and so they're trying to kill us. Not surprising, really! They do try this a lot."
There is a battered hatch that pops out of the dune, mechanized with pistons that will push the door open no matter how much sand covers it.
"Not a Tusken design," overanalyzes Snith. "Hmm. I'm guessing... old fort. From the mining days, some odd thousand years ago. Awesome. So... we'll flip a coin to see who goes in first. Heads or tails?"
He produces a coin from his pocket.