Despite her best attempts, Raa wasn’t able to bring herself to stand. Each time she tried, her bones seemed to be made of goo and crumbled underneath her, bring her back down onto her small ass. Slowly frustration and weariness washed over her. Her attempts were draining her of more and more energy then she thought they would. Finally, Raa gave up. She crumbled back into her sitting position, inwardly hating her weakness. Out of all them, she had bare done anything useful but it didn’t feel that way. Every part of her ached like she had ran over a thousands miles and puzzled together a complicated machine, all at the same time, leaving her just wanting to rest for a while. 

It wasn’t until Solares had asked Raa a question did she realize where he was, blinking a bit in surprise. Naturally, she eager to focus on something else, and nodded her yes.  Mandibles twitching in pleasure at her answer, Solares lightly ruffled her hair and sat on his knees bring his face to her level. It was enough to bring a small, light smile to her violet lips.  She looked confused at his eyes scanning her for injuries. He of course didn’t find any.  Out of all of them, though she was covered in blood, she was the least injured. Not a scratch on her thanks to Voira. 

When his eyes fixed on her face, she looked him deeply into the eyes giving him and focused on his face. Her mind drifting between the image presented to her and memories of their last interaction, unable to place what was different in comparison. Something had changed or maybe it was because of recent events. The Turian paused to shout about Donny’s outburst, her mind recalling her earlier mention of stopping him briefly, before she was distracted again by Solares.    

Raa’s head turned to her side when Voira settling in beside her, shifting slightly to make room for her friend. The Asari’s arms engulfed her, pulling her thin figure into a tight hug. Instinctively she leaned into the affectionate touch and soaked up the support, her bones becoming a slightly bit firmer thanks to it. She listened to Voira’s words reason with her though she disagreed with her friend deeply. Voira wouldn’t take any medi-gel from the others, she was too proud and generous. At times, Raa got the impression her friend held a strong belief she was invincible and it scared the Quarian inside. One of these times, Raa feared Voira would end up dead. 

She couldn’t stop her fingers from curling into fists, digging into her palms. Raa didn’t stop the blood being dabbed off by Voira and focused on what the Asaria had asked, her mind tracing into her favorite topic. So absorbed into the conversation, eager to leave her old thoughts behind her, the Quarian started to ramble quickly without fighting. When Voira finished cleaning her up, Solares rose to his feet. He paused and held out his hand for her to take, offering to carry her. Raa shook her head then politely declined. 

“No, I’m fine. I promise though I might take you up on that offer later when I completely collapse. I don’t have any immune boosters on me as they are all back at my assigned room. So in an hour or two, I’ll become rather sick because I’ve not adjusted to the environment. Even RK’s monitoring  and aid can only do so much before I’m not able to move.”  She gingerly worked her way to her feet and stumbled, her legs refusing to cooperate with her determination to walk. Raa collided with Solares which managed to kept her from crashing into the floor. 

“Sorry.” She mumbled hastily when she caught sight of the Cabalists approaching them. 

Raa leaned a bit on Solares, not sure her feet would hold her, as the first one was unnecessarily blunt. Her fingers tightened on her friend’s arm and her face paled, her tongue too thick within her mouth to speak. She just wanted this to be over and home… Raa’s thoughts were broken when the female Turian leader spoke in a much softer matter. As much as the Quarian wanted to take a breather, it was impossible. The terrorists would keep coming and coming until they were all dead, her mind never doubting that. It was the only end that was certain in her mind. Before Sura left, RK snapped in a sharpish voice from her omnitool. 

“The Quarian’s has a name, [i]Turian.[/i] It’s Raa’Kina…”