[BlueInTheShell]

Riola forced himself not to burst out laughing at the sapphire-haired princess, and just kept on the most neutral, statuesque look he could muster while she began to cough and sputter from her first inhalation. The poor girl was looking more and more akin to someone similar who couldn't catch a damned break it seemed, and Riola found himself raising a brow at his own thoughts. He was more like this chica than he wanted to admit. Young, and naive enough to land themselves into trouble. Maybe being the girl's friend would do wonders for introspection on himself, and the Edensian moved over to make sure the girl's lungs weren't crashing and collapsing...Or crushing. Whatever lungs did when they went wrong. He wasn't too certain. "You're alright chica. Bit of a huge drag for a newbi-."

It all happened in the blink of an eye, and between Mendez dropping to his knees, the wounding man springing an arm to life in an attempt to crush the poor Half-Edensian's throat, and Hyun an ounce of compassion towards someone other than her crew, and Riola found himself lost among a sea of chaos. As soon as the commotion began, it retreated and Riola moved over towards Mendez, making sure he was still breathing and dropping to a crouch while he examined Mendez's neck. "Puta madre. Fuck, you're still alive, good. Should probably steer clear of him. Both of us. Man got attacked by Edensians. For all he knows, we're trying to kill him." He said, frowning and glancing back at the wounded Ogrunu. Whatever they did to him, it was something awful, and Riola didn't wanna know. He was already carrying the burden of Fikri's lover on his shoulders. Another body, and he wasn't sure if he could continue.

Hyun's attention loomed over Magali; the Chuzizian's look stern and frustrated. Her tapping foot moved faster and magenta-colored hands gripped into the fabric of the coat while Magali began to explain herself and where the wounds were the worst - Her little bouts of information saving her from being the target of aggravation relief. Her glare hounded Magali like a hawk, until she had left the room; leaving her and the Edensians, along with Ashi, alone. Everything began to swim into effect and exhaustion began to replace the adrenaline surging through her body. Hyun felt aged into oblivion, and haunching over a bit, itched the side of her face only for both hands to move upwards to tie the hair tendrils behind her ears in a makeshift ponytail.

Riola hung an arm along Mendez and let him use him like a brace if needed, the Edensian nodding in unison with the spider-lover's words. "Last thing we need is another wounded person on the ship, because Shaldag decided to strangle the life out of us, chica." There was an uncomfortable silence in the air as Hyun ignored the two and went to work moving over and assisting with Shaldag herself, the Chuzizian looking aged and tired while she began to help him herself, Hyun-chu looking back towards them finally and sighing. "Gimme 5 minutes to talk to Shaldag alone. Then have the Felis in here. Both of them. The girl and Fikri." RIola nodded slowly and moved to help Mendez out of the room, to leave them to their privacy.

"I asked her not to tell me about it. Didn't wanna know what they did. All I could see was the shit afterwards. Her cleaning herself, and our masters fixing any...Damage...To their property." Nokra hissed, ears floding backwards and the hair along his tail standing on end. It was worse to see the effects than having to endure anything that he did manage to see. And he had seem some demeaning, heinous things done to the girl. But Rosalind was right and just in her side of the conversation. The duo had a chance now, and only the mention of going into hyper space tore him from the conversation at hand, Nokra spinning a full circle in his chair before leaving it facing the cockpit's window; Nokra turning his head back towards the Pyra when he realized they were still mid-conversation. "Hey...Thanks for not telling her about this. I really appreciate. People who can keep a secret are super important to me. They helped out a lot when I was pit-fighting monsters. Poisoned some of the stuff I used. Big no-no, but it kept me alive."

Atrix could sense more in that smile. She had seem that drained, hollowed look from a lot of the other bounty hunters she had worked with in the past, and some of the mercenaries who had her in their employment as well. Though Fikri was far from any sort of warrior. The wear and tear from just the past couple of weeks was enough to leave the poor kid with a Thousand-mile Stare that would make him look like any run of the mill military grunt. he was no Warrior-Caste. And he didn't deserve the small bits of combat he had seen. She returned the smile with a stern look and a firm, deliberate nod; mandibles clicking together before she shrugged a shoulder. "Bombs. One slip and you lose your limbs. And you only have four of them." She said cautiously, letting the danger sink into his mind. Her mind veered from the topics of Hyun and his own weakness. In that tired state of mental exhaustion, Atrix couldn't help but smile and lean in close for a second. "You have the hunger. Hunger of a warrior. Is her death driving you to this?" She asked, crossing her legs first, and then her arms.

One she had her limbs crossed, the Terskix moved her lower limbs and rubbed lesser hands together. "Vengeance is a dangerous path. I fight and kill because it's how I make a living. You're going to murder simply because you're angry. Be careful in what you do. Human saying my husband was fond of: Someone burdened by bloodguilt will be a fugitive of their actions until death." Atrix mentioned, finally stirring back into action when Fikri began to deliver the coffee.

Atrix found herself in the cockpit of the new ship, and watched on as the new Felis, Rosalind and Fikri began to enjoy their dirt-water; Atrix speaking up when Rosalind began to ask her questions. "The princess is being tended to by Riola. The Edensian can stitch people back together well enough. He's done it for me." Atrix replied, shrugging a shoulder. "I have a feeling Ogrunu is going to be feeding me if we don't get there soon, in response to the other."