Nykei shrugged, focusing her attention on loading up the chests of Alythra's things. Their newest crew member was nice, and Nykei found the nice ones usually had something to hide or some ulterior motive. Genuine kindness went beyond her experience.<br/><br/>"I'm sure she'll be a fine fit, Captain. But we could still use another crew member. You know, in case things get hairy. Someone skilled in a firefight, to have our backs. You know how things are, when you get away from the core." Hell, even on the core...<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>Alythra changed into a clingy beige dress, stretched taut over breasts and hips and leaving her back bare, save the thin straps that kept it together. She was brushing through her hair when she sensed strong emotions from the medbay. Aggression, and pain. Sev and Jiljoo...<br/><br/>Damp hair clung to her exposed skin as Alythra made her made to the infirmary, and she walked in on Jiljoo kissing Sev on the forehead. That...was unexpected. Despite the affection of the act, the tension in the room was palpable. Even to those without her gift in the force, Alythra suspected. So she watched, unable to follow the conversation in Ryl, but getting an understanding of the underlying intentions. Sev was trying to run again.<br/><br/>"You need to rest, recover from your injuries, and well...we both know you don't want to stick around Coruscant any longer than necessary. So...why not stay aboard the ship? This would give you a chance to heal, and take you away from your troubles with the Imperials." She sat beside him and Jiljoo, taking the moment to examine how he had healed so far. "I haven't asked the Captain yet if this would be acceptable but..." Alythra laguhed, brushing dark hair behind her ear, "Well, I can be<i>very </i>persuasive."