"The rest of it shattered but this doesn't have leverage." It would just put the fist through something to see if that cracks, and fuck the damage to its hand, but it got interrupted before it could do that. And it doesn't want to fuck up its energy weapons.

"Maybe." It sounds doubtful, but it's not saying no, either. Only - it is giving the door of the room a mistrustful look, the insect-like mandibles by its jaw twitching, the brief rub against the plates of its jaw creating more of that background hum that it's been making so often, recently.