Nyri silently settled on the bed, curling up and ignoring Zelus and Kuthon. She frowned angrily, wishing she could vanish on another shuttle or something. However, that wasn't likely to go off well. Letting out a long sigh, she began rocking back and forth. With a tired sigh, Nyri found her feet and stared across the medbay, then grabbed her bag and let out a long breath. "Sorry for killing Mahiru; I'll send credits to his wife..." she murmured, feeling guilty but still desperately needing to kill something. She gave another tight sigh and began pacing on the durasteel floor, her bag slung around her shoulder. She bit her lip.<br/><br/>"Are you.... Are we.... Where are we going next?" she murmured tiredly, staring out across medbay with a slight frown. She reached up and touched the bite marks on her neck, shivering. Coughing hard, she settled on the ground. The girl let out a long breath and trembled. She looked across the medbay again, then back to the two Jedi. "I... How.. I'm sorry for... killing Mahiru..." she murmured, trying to balance the guilt and restlessness rushing through her.