Vraay walked out of her quarters, and overheard the crew talking to the Captain about Renne. She frowned slightly, and began walking towards where the girl's "garage" was. She wanted to make sure that nobody else got hurt. Her right hand snapped back completely on her arm, a wide arc of electricity traveling over her exposed wrist. Then her hand closed back over and she shook it, getting the feeling back. Her face was grim, knowing she'd have to face a beloved kitten.