The man's outburst was not something that any in the team seemed to be immediately prepared for. When he spoke, Shiva discouragingly levelled her pistol at him, right before he disappeared in a puff of dark vapour. Shiva looked briefly around the room to try and see where he went, but the sounds of a scuffle behind her quickly drew her gaze to where he was tangled on the floor with Rareth. "Shit!" Shiva shot when Rareth was clear, but only succeeded in leaving some plasma burns on the floor. She took a moment to glance around the room, but it appeared as though the man had escaped. Rareth lay out of the way with a sizable hole in her chest from where the man's head spike drove into it.

[i]Why didn't we bring more damned handcuffs?[/i] Shiva thought frantically as she holstered her pistol and knelt down beside Rareth. She knew what her job was, someone else could take care of the terminal. "Stay still, Rareth," Shiva said firmly, placing a hand over the wound and attempting to diagnose it. "You are one lucky little lizard, my friend. If that went any further, you wouldn't be able to breathe," Shiva remarked, somehow keeping her habit of being demeaning to patients despite the anxiety over healing a friend for the first time in decades showing in her face and movements.

Seeing as she could, Shiva took the time to remove Rareth's chest armour, before her regular routine of disinfecting the wound, then repairing it. "This might tickle," Shiva commented before resetting Rareth's rib. Ribs were always quite painful to put back in place for the patient, but Shiva always thought it better to get it out of the way quickly. Sealing the flesh and the skin was trivial, apart from the pattern on Rareth's scales being slightly scarred by the puncture. Shiva was not practised enough with the Rothian epidermis. The scar was there to see by keen eyes through the hole in her armour when Shiva replaced it. No matter, they had bigger worries.

Shiva took a relieved breath after finishing up, then stood up and offered a hand to Rareth. "You're fixed, ma'am." She exchanged glances with the rest of the squad, "Was anyone else hit?"