Voira wasn't quite sure when she had collapsed. Or when she had lost consciousness. What she was sure of was that one moment she was firing into the Krogan's body, making quite sure the bastard's redundant organs didn't help him get back up, and the next she was on the ground Raa screaming above her and RK screaming in her ear. Voira tried to tell the AI to shut up, but merely ended up groaning in pain and coughing (which only brought more pain). She took a breath, wincing, and opened her eyes to stare at Raa. Despite the situation, a wry smile crossed the Asari's face. 

"It's okay Raa, we've only got a broken rib and a bunch of other broken shit. This is nothing compared to our state after our clash with a Drell assassin. Well, clash is an exaggeration. We just kinda got our ass kicked while the Drell efficiently beat us down and threw us through a window pane and then moved onto her target. Lucky for us we landed on a car." With a hiss of pain the mercenary bent into a sitting position. Her shotgun was going to be useless for a while, she saw that much at a glance. Holstering it again she spoke into her comms. 

"RK would you please shut up? We're fine, well, we're alive. Raa's fine. Just tell us that the ship is ready to go so we can get Raa onto the damn thing and away from this hellhole." Voira tried and failed to stand up, her strength failing her. She looked around for anyone that could carry her and allow Raa to be mobile and not in danger's way, but only found the tactless Turian continuously punching the Krogan's corpse. [i]They are all, useless.[/i] Voira sighed, looking at her Quarian friend. "Alright, Raa. Can you support us? We'll do the shooting, if necessary, but we can't really walk.