You knew you had an enemy con in the sector (You were on his 6 at one point), you knew you were being followed, and you sure as hell weren't lined up to hit the runway by ANY means.
Not to mention the spit wasn't even a, Bishop...let alone a part of the fight.
"That's right. Run to your spit friend and vulch me on landing." - He didn't run to the spit at all, and you weren't landing. He got behind you and you went to ack hug.
Admit that you

'd like a little girl when lost and man up.
a simple
