Psyche lunged towards the hole, heedless both of the path of the laser and the dust particles and rivulets of metal starting to drift back towards the door. She wedged her shoulder and half her upper body into the the opening, and they ceased their motion.

Blinking back at the laser, neck craned around and looking fairly absurd in the ungainly half-in-half-out position she'd managed to get herself into in the three-foot diameter opening, she squinted and then asked in a rather strained voice, "Would you mind...?"