"I'd like some, sure." Knuckles said.

Well. He loved fruit juice. There wasn't much more to it than that.

So far, there had been no turrets opening up - no attacks on the deck of any kind. So as they approached the door, Knuckles couldn't help but think it had been too easy - had the Bad Doctor really not expected anyone to try this? Had he really not turned on the defenses? Weird.