Raezyr ignored the comment from Trychon as he got to his feet. "I may have underestimated her fire. Won't happen again. I think I should go to the med center. My neck hurts."
They started off in the same direction that Anya had left. Thanks in part to their recent work in locating others through the force, they had little trouble finding her.
Trychon wondered how the exchange would continue from there, so he stayed back and leaned on the doorway. Raezyr hesitated a bit, feeling Trychon's stop. He continued on to the table nearest to where Anya was standing. She wasn't so much pouting as she was staring off into the wall away from them.
Raezyr knew she wanted an apology.
That wasn't going to happen. He would try to calm her though.
"It won't happen again." He said reluctantly. His voice was still a little hoarse from minutes before.
"It won't." She said as she turned around. She didn't make eye contact with him as she started to change out his wound dressing. It was mostly healed over, the skin was healed, but very red still and it was obvious the wound still was sore. "What. Happened?" She finally spoke when she was nearly done fixing Raezyr up. The words were still cold coming out of her mouth, but Trychon figured continued interest meant that she'd get over it by the end of the day.
"He saved my life, maybe." Trychon knew Raezyr wouldn't want to tell the story, so he did. He spent extra time on the firefight in the warehouse, playing up Raezyr. He left out meeting Tyrrazapon. He wasn't sure why. "So anyway.... I figure I might not be here if he hadn't done what he did." He finished.
"It was very brave. That's not something you'll hear in this building, and probably not something many would hold in high esteem." She finally looked Raezyr in the eye. She got a little quiet. "I would though." She still glared at him in a way still, although obviously her mind was turning differently. "I need a shower. Been training and all." With that, she walked off again.
Raezyr got down from the table and grabbed a few kolto patches. He tossed a few to Trychon, who stashed them in his belt.
"I'd like to spend a few more minutes playing with their computer here... and then we have our new... toy to deal with as well."
Raezyr started to walk past him towards where they'd left the droid. "Of course." After his back was facing Trychon, he added. "I wouldn't have made it back on my own."
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