Halcyon, kept one hand on her head and took the towel with her other hand, studying it with the same sort of blank expectancy she studied most everything.  She didn't seem to understand what Elke wanted her to do with the towel, exactly, but she slowly edged sideways, until she could stand up straight.  The delicate girl gingerly lowered her other hand and looked at the bright crimson swath; like all scalp wounds it was bleeding badly, but she was neither crying nor screaming, so she wasn't in any appreciable pain.<br/><br/>Or so it seemed.  One could not always tell with Halcyon.<br/><br/>She glanced at Elke, and then at the corridor from the cockpit.  Pressing her hand back tot he top of her head she walked away from Elke, and down the corridor...Where she turned, however, was not into her own cramped quarters, but into Elke's....and only seconds later she walked into her room, naked as her birthday, to deposit her clothing in her own room.  Then she immediately walked BACK into Elke's room.  Which would have been completely unnecessary if she'd gone to her room first, but then, this<em>was</em>Halcyon.  Moments later the sound of water could be heard from Elke's room....and a delicate ivory face peeked from the doorway, blue eyes looking at the hermaphrodite engineer.