"That's a start, at least." Feyora inhaled deeply, struggling against the oppressive heat and humidity of Annex Prime. Sweat was already starting to trickle down her body, moistening her pale blue flesh and giving it an uncomfortably lustrous sheen. "We should get back to the ship as soon as possible, before it gets dark. Examine the berries the captain took and have Reenida start dressing... ah, whatever that is."<br/><br/>Red-heeled Springjack, a voice in the mechanic's head whispered. Yeah... she definitely had seen something like that before. But where? Certainly not her home planet. Maybe in a book?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>