Catherine
*Adenium didn't know if it was the adrenaline rush or the suddenness of it- or both- but time seemed to come to a grinding halt as Circini's talons raked across Gila's face with a precision Adenium didn't know he harbored. It seemed so out of the blue, considering Circini was a shivering mess just moments earlier- that must've had a lot of weight in it. In a familiarly gory sight, Gila's dark eye, now a deflated, bloodied mess tangled in optic nerves, smacked and rolled across the floorboards, settling just in front of Adenium. Slowly, Gila took a step back, the delayed reaction of pain giving him but a moment to process what had just happened.*

*When time seemed to resume, it all became so sudden. Gila's ugly holler into the sky, as if the sun itself did this, seemingly summoned a small wave of Sandwings, who came clambering over the side of the bowing ship. Adenium's intuition screamed for him to take the chance to tackle the dragon while he can, but something stopped him. It might have been the fact that he's seen the triangle-pattered Sandwing before, during a distant meeting with Gila; Adenium remembers the almost embarrassed expression adorning the Sandwing's face when he was addressed by Gila, as though simply being there was a horrible crime. It might have been that he wore the same expression now, as he climbed up the side of the ship, though... He'd gained a scar across his maw.*
Allen
Autocorrect, you're killing me man
Catherine
*Gila's stun was already wavering, and Circini just kinda stood there, watching the blood drip between his dark talons, as though he'd betrayed himself. Adenium didn't have the time to process what just happened; he moved forward by instinct, he jumped into the air by instinct, he dived toward Gila's bloodied eye by instinct. But the calculated grip of what was left of Gila's eye socket? That was experience- practiced and calculated experience in coordination with the adrenaline-fueled focus that overtook Adenium. The muscle memory of tens of dragons taken down from the air equipped him with the rough ability that let him pull back Gila's neck, and scramble for an easy stab of his hard into Gila's underbelly- it rather lodged into his neck, his hulking size not allowing for much of an impact.*

*Gila's neck dipped as his talons scraped the back of his neck, catching Adenium square in the chest. His struggle for flight only garnered him a sideways landing on Gila's eyesless side, smacking his head against the newly bloodied boards. Hai shock stunned Adenium's mind for a moment, and for some reason his thoughts strayed to the waves just over the short railing of the boat. As a dragonet, he'd used fly out to the sandbar with his siblings...*
Marian
With Adenium wounded and a newfound sense of resolve, Circini leapt forward towards Gila, pouncing on him with the force of a lion on a water buffalo as he slammed the tyrant to the deck with his good eye pressed against the floorboards- Gila's barbed tail thrashed about, but Circini was quick to prevent that from being a problem be preemptively stepping on it- Gila hissed in pain, rage, and desperation as Circini did something rather- cruel- though it was clear this must've been a long-time coming as he pressed his thumb into empty socket of Gila's skull- the Sandwing writhed and cried in pain - as for the first time Circini felt like *He* Was in control - despite the suffering Gila had inflicted upon in - despite the suffering the two of them had inflicted upon others together - and perhaps with a tinge of the dragon he had aspired to be still in his heart he spoke to Gila in the only state the dragon would've ever listened to the orders of anyone else. "I want you to leave... Leave and *Never* Come back. If I see your empty socket on my ship again, I swear on all three moons, I'll do what I should've done a *Long* Time ago... I gave myself a chance- a chance to move one from the dragon I used to be- so I'm giving you a chance too- a chance to change. A cruel, nasty, and horrible as you can be- I can't bring myself to kill you right now." 

Circini got off of Gila, whose body was basically limo as he breathed heavily somewhat still in a state of shock as Circini wearily approached Adenium with a sense of hesitation- the harsh scowl on his face he had used on Gila faded back to a gentle, worried expression as he waited for Adenium's permission to approach any closer- he'd understand if he didn't want Circini anywhere near him anymore- as much even the thought of that plucked the strings of his soul so hard it felt the strings would snap. "Adenium, are you..."

He looked over the wound- "Look, I know - I know - you're probably having some conflicting feelings about me right now- but- please..." He extended a talon to help Adenium up. "Please let me help you- even if you wish to never see me again after this..." 

Gila slowly got up- snarled at Circini - but didn't speak a word as he took off - supposed back to the Scorpion Den based on the direction... Who knows if this would be the last time they'd see him- but something told Adenium he would be a problem anymore- at least for them. 

Should Adenium accept his talon, Circini would hoist Adenium up and let him wrap his arm around his neck as he walked Adenium back below the ship with haste- but not enough to worsen the bleeding as he reached a talon around and applied pressure to the wound- it sure stung like hell, but at least Adenium wouldn't be bleeding out...

Circini remained silent throughout the duration of the trip to sparsely used medical bay before setting Aden down on what looked vaguely like a chair you'd see in a doctor's office. The nightwing rushed through the cabinets, pushing bottles filled with medicine aside with so much panic a stray bottle slipped from the shelf and crashed against the floor - spilling a viscous fluid all over the floor - but Circini didn't bat an eye over it as he assembled a need, stitching thread, an antiseptic, and a coagulant. He quickly moved them over to the table next to Adenium and applied the plant-based antiseptic to a cloth and wiped the wound down, his talons were shaking the whole time- a mix of the fear of rejection and the fear Adenium's life might've been in serious trouble. "

I-I'm sorry... I'm sorry I didn't make myself more useful- I'm sorry I wasn't who you thought I was..." Once the wound was cleaned up, he prepared the needle and thread, and took a deep breath to calm his hands as he worked carefully to stitch the wound shut little by little, tying the ends of each stitch off with a knot as he kept talking. "I'm a devil- I'm a coward, I sh-should've just turned myself in- or never did it in the first place- It's- just a lot- a lot to explain- I promise I'm not like that anymore, I swear it!" He carefully finished up the stitching - applying a thin coating of coagulant to some bandages and wrapping Adenium up. He took a deep breath- trying to calm himself as his voice became surer as it had been before the encounter with Gila. "I know what I did was wrong... It was evil... I understand if you wish to turn me in, or hell- you may kill me if you wish- perhaps it's what I deserve anyways. You can leave- but please- don't go back to the Scorpion Den- *Please* Forge that better life for yourself, even if I cannot be a part of it any longer." Once he finished wrapping up the bandages, he took a few steps back and just collapsed with his back against the wall- rubbing his face and trying to be a big-dragon and not cry over the matter.