It wasn’t any surprise that the lights had awoken the creature that rested inside. Neither was the dramatic reaction that she displayed. To his right Ecaeris smirked as the being flailed around trying to resist the force the pulled her ever closer to entering the ship. A look of sick pleasure had plastered itself to her face. Aiduiin tried to share in her joy, knowing that he should having captured a specimen with such ease. Still, he couldn’t find the whole ordeal to be anything more than lack-lustre. Despite this he continued to watch as the woman drew nearer to the cargo entrance until, eventually, he heard the hum of gears as the hatch closed beneath its newest shipment. Knowing that his captive was securely within the ship, Aiduiin sauntered from the console and back down the halls.

He was in no great hurry, and so, took his time to the hold. About halfway down the stretch there was a sharp jolt that caused him to use the wall for support. Turning to peer through a nearby window he saw the cause. Faster than the eyes could properly take in, mountains rushed by as the ship hurtled itself from the atmosphere. Why his sister opted for such a hasty retreat, Aiduiin could only wonder. It did however cause his mind to wander, as it so often did. This time to pitiful creature stuck in the cargo hold. Unlike where he stood, the cargo had very limited stabilisation. Most shipments, seeing as they weren’t living, would be tied or bolted down. He doubted that the handlers would have done so to a person. If he had lost balance, he could only imagine the force felt down below.

Pushing his thoughts away he ventured further through the ship, stopping at the medical ward.

“Rhistel, is your team ready?” Aiduiin didn’t wait for them to notice him, or announced his arrival. He just spoke. And though it took a moment, the doctor did turn to him a smile stuck to his face. Giving a curt bow before replying.

“Of course, ch’Tadous.” Still smiling, almost unnervingly so, he turned to his staff and barked out instructions. Within minutes they had gathered, tools in hand. From restraints to needles. There was no denying that come what may, they were prepared. Leading the group Aiduiin finished his trek through the hall, until he reached the elevator to the cargo bay. Just before entering however he stopped and pushed the medical staff in front. In case this specimen was hostile, he preferred to have some obstacles between her and him. 

Once they reached the bay the automatic door opened, revealing the girl standing in the center. Without a moment’s hesitation the group launched towards her. Together they wasted no time in restraining her as Rhistel readied the sedative. From the doorway Aiduiin stood and watched, only approaching once the drug was administered and the woman began to drift off. He came in closer to get a proper look at her features, briefly wondering if she could see him through her now hazed vision. Grabbing a hold of her dainty chin he moved her to and fro, becoming familiar with her features. Most remarkably was the lightness in her eyes, to which Aiduiin couldn’t help but stare at until they closed. With his curiosity sated he handed her off to the medics who, after strapping her to the gurney, sped back to the ward.

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Several hours later, at the urging of his parents and sister, Aiduiin found himself seated in the corner of the woman’s room waiting for her to awaken. More than once he had questioned if the dosage had been too for her small frame. He had also remarked on how her form was so like, and unlike, that of the Knurrians. From his father’s warnings, he had expected to be wedding a monstrous beast. Which she was clearly not. Admittedly many aspects of her appearance were odd, they were not unpleasant to look upon. 

Mostly during his wait though he stayed in the corner, curled up with a book. Just as he was when he heard the telltale stirring come from her bed. Slowly he looked over to where she lay,

“Good Morning,” His tone was entirely neutral with neither animosity nor amity held within it. He wanted to make it clear that this was all just a formality. Though it wasn’t entirely lost on him that she mightn’t have clue to what he was saying. During his studies he had learned that 716 contained many, many languages and could only hope that he had chosen the right one to learn.