Nykei looked down at her arm, and flexed mechanical fingers in sequence. "24 bones in my right arm, from my fingers to the elbow. My arm was severed below the joint, originally, but arming the prostethic to elbow gave me the most mobility." The best chance to return to my career, she thought, but didn't say. It was thought the prostethic would give her even greater reflexes, in truth, it might have. But what did reflexes matter when your confidence is shot?<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>Alythra frowned, watching Sev doze off under the power of the sedative, "He's a stubborn one." Then she smirked, and turned to Jiljoo, "But so am I." She offered a hand to the twi'lek, so she could climb off the unconscious man without injuring him further.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/>Nykei and the captain returned to the ship, loading the crates into the cargo bay. On the way there, they passed the medbay, and caught sight of Jiljoo on top of Sev, and even fully dressed, the sight was provocative.<br/><br/>"Are we interrupting something here?" Nykei asked, raising an eyebrow at JIljoo. She didn't think the Twi'lek liked the newcomer, but Jiljoo was full of surprises.<br/><br/>Alythrea helped the twi'lek off Sev. "Not at all, though, I am glad to see you, Captain. Since Sevastian is still recovering, can we take him with us to our next destination? I would consider it a personal favor to me, and would be willing to compensate you for your troubles. How ever you decide if fair."