Milenya smiles, looking over the readout of Maethia's omnitool.<span style="color: #6495ED">"Thank the goddess, I can handle that. It's simple, and I won't need to immobilize my arm. Between the two of us, we have quite a matched set of disabilities." </span><br/><br/>She sorts through the medications available in the bag, and injects herself with a couple of different things, one of which is recognizably medigel. In a few moments, a look of relief flashes over her face as the pain is reduced to a faint throbbing. She carefully takes off her helmet and smiles at Maethia. It's not long before she has her medkit open, and has arranged Maethia's arm in a sling.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"There you go. I'm going to check on Sorv and Ashana next, then the crew."</span>She glances over at Firas, Darion, and the captain.<span style="color: #6495ED">"It looks like, if they were injured, it's not very bad."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>