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Xid was wide eyed as his jaw dropped open a bit, his head twisted about to watch Nazca just hover there. He half expected her to fall but she was still standing. After a moment or two, her feet picked up from the ground then shifted to one of the beds between the two posts and lowered to the mattress. He blinked, secretly impressed, in silence until she turned her attention over to him. At her subtle threat Xid slowly stepped back. Trying not to flinch, he held out his hands in a defensive manner towards Lea and smiled nervously.

“No, I don’t think that’s needed. Thank you though…” Xid said trying to not to encourage her, hearing Nazca grumble while glaring at Lea.  

Gingerly, his ribs still edging into a minor sting, he started toward the bunks only to hear Tolun’s comment then called his name. The teenager’s head twisted about to face the knight and regretted fast movement immediately, his arm cradled his side where his ribs were fractured. For a moment, he thought he was going to crumble to all fours and struggle for breath. Pain threaded itself through his focus as he resisted, still steading his stance while he digested Tolun Fi’s logic.

Feeling it was likely more an inconvenience for the Kaminoan, he tried to divert Tolun’s attention toward him with a reply through gritting teeth. “Are you sure you should concern yourself over fixing something this minor? The part will heal after all and as long as I don’t move, I should be alright.”   

His ears caught the sound of the doors hiss open. All the Jedi’s eyes turned to see the troopers file into the main room followed by another skinned sith, her hand pointed at a prisoner and spoke. The Echani, Xid recalled from his travels, stepped forward toward the troopers as Xid started to move forward. “We have to stop this…” 

“Minor is a relative term. We won’t know unless we take a look at it.” Tolun Fi explained patiently. “You’ve always been really stubborn about your physical well-being, but even you might find cause to protest a punctured lung. I have my doubts the Sith will give you the option of sitting very still, given they’re the reason you’re in this state.” he glanced over at the troopers entering the room. When Xid moved to try to stop it, Tolun Fi placed a firm hand on the young Knight’s shoulders. “Don’t. Unless you want your injuries to get worse, and for his session to start off with the Sith furious with him. They’ll take him regardless, and acting brashly will only end with two pointless casualties.”

At first, Xid almost tried to toss off Tolun’s hand but a quick glance to it made him stop. As much as he hated it, he was no condition to take on the sith. Still he stared at the young Jedi leave with one of their captors, hating himself for being unable to stop it and hoped to the force he would come back in better condition than the rest of them. The only thing that eased his mind was the fact it wasn’t the Trandoshan sith that was taking the Echani. 
  
“I never really thought I was worth the time.” Xid said honestly, removing his eyes after the scene evaporated. “It’s just me after all.”