The walk to the medical bay was quiet. Mira stayed close to Seyrin as he guided her through the corridors, her injured arm still held carefully against her body. The sting had dulled slightly, but it still throbbed every time she moved. Behind them, the others followed. She could feel their presence without even looking. Drokan’s heavy footsteps were the easiest to recognize. They reached the medical bay quickly. Seyrin gestured toward one of the examination platforms. “Sit.” Mira climbed onto the smooth surface, her legs dangling slightly over the edge. The bright medical lights flickered on above her, casting a cool glow across the room. Seyrin gently took her arm. “Let me see.” She hesitated only a second before allowing him to pull back the torn sleeve. The burn across her

