The Doc turned a bit to look at Jade and smirked. "Bah. He'll be fine, once I'm done pumping him full." he said with a wry chuckle.<br/><br/>Tarkan scoffed some. "Yeah. Full of this cold stuff. A little heating: was that too much to ask?" he said, shifting some on the bed, resisting the urge to scratch at his arm, as the slowly warming extra blood made its way through his system. Looking at Jade's expression, he just shook his head some. "Alright. Bring it on, about how low I've fallen, to have taken on a slave.."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As Malin was cleaning the cargo hold floor, a tall, winged man with bronze colored skin and long, black, feathery hair stepped into the ship, from the gangplank set from the Novalis. He looked at Malin for a moment, then raised an eyebrow. "Interesting fashion statement. Must be something really new." he said, his voice warm and brassy.