He didn't expect it to do much, but even a breath easier would be enough. He might not agree with her, might even want to do physical violence to her at times, but he knew if she died, everything died.<br/><br/>He nodded to his kids, not talking until they got outside. "She didn't want to meet anyone other than me. Sorry, maybe after we have dealt with Barid and she has recovered a bit, so she doesn't look mostly like a corpse."<br/><br/>He waved to the transport, which had just separated from another one, dropping off something from one of the recently returned research vessels he had, a sight which made him smile. "So, have either of you decided about my offer for armor?"<br/><br/>He jumped onto the loading ramp as it pivoted to face away, letting them on. "Sadly, I am aborting the meeting with Tyra, I need to talk to my oath brother in person, and this is significantly more important."<br/><br/>The rear bay looked significantly different now, it only had four constructs attached to the rack near the forward bulkhead, and the left side's seating rack had been replaced with two tables, one over the other. "If you want the armor, on the bed, face down and nude please. You will be put under, and the symbiotic armor attached to your spine. In a day or so, you will wake up."