Skeith breathed a sigh of relief as Renne curled up at her feet. She got down on her knees and brought her to lay in her lap. "It's alright Renne. I'm here now." She said in a soothing tone. Her gaze shifted swiftly toward the bunch of snickering crew mates. Her eyes narrowing furioursly. "If you are quite through. Perhaps some of you may consider getting Vraay to the medical wing!?" She growled furiously. "If you have time to snicker you have time to help!" She closed her eyes irritably as her hand slowly stroked at her furry companion's hair.<br/><br/>"Bring me two stretchers! One for Vraay and one for Renne!" She shouted before looking down at Renne. Atleast they were able to stop her before things got too out of control. "Vraay..." She whispered softly as she looked behind her at the damaged woman. Before long crew members brought a pair of hovering stretchers to the hall where the confrontation occurred. She helped the crew lift Renne and Vraay on to them and strap them in. She walked close to both of them as they made there way to the infirmary, carrying Vraay's arm in her own.<br/><br/>Once there Skeith swiftly ordered the crew stationed in the medbay to begin preparing the appropriate machines and tools. She had no idea how any of them worked or how to help either of the girls, but the girls in the infirmary would know how to apply to appropriate aid, not as good as Vraay but good enough to get the job done.