Raa could only stare at Voira, her eyes filled with tears as she finally turned over her friend. She had expected the worse. Her fear seeming to plant the thought in her mind and wouldn’t completely let go, her expression flashed a weak smile at the downed Asari. Her ears caught the groan that was enough evidence that her friend was alive and relieved her worries. Her breath exhaled slowly while she ignored the throbbing in her knees, her hands retracted to her thighs where they rested at. When Voira made a small, reassuring smile, Raa’s own lips tried to make a meek mimic of the gesture. 

Her hands raised and gingerly hovered, ready to help, while Voira rose to a sitting position. The Asari leaned her head into her comms then spoke to hush RK up, wanting to be informed when the ship was ready. Finishing up, Voira tried to stand upright only to fail as she crumbled back onto her ass. The Turian, the one that had nearly gotten them shot with the civilian, beating the corpse that had been the Krogan. Her heart felt pity for the Turian,  though she could only guess at the cause and knew trying to stop him was only going to end up getting her hurt. Swallowing her anxiety, Raa’s head turned to Voira when she made her request for help. Absorbing it  a moment, Raa took several seconds to react while she nodded. 

She had just been about to lean into Voira and help her to her feet before she noticed Donny arrive. His figure tracking toward them causing her to cease,  lowering  her friend back down to the ground. Raa listened to him thank Voira for the gun as the Quarian stepped back and allowed the human to tend to the Asari. She didn’t know first aid after all and while she felt she could do something, in reality she didn’t want to make anything worse. Avatar’s voice came over the comms causing her attention to the Geth’s request. Her hand paused over the button then answered. “We’re coming, Donny’s patching up Voira. Give us a second as we need to prepare.”

She patted Voira on the shoulder then turned to the Turian still pounding into the dead corpse until he became exhausted, her body raising upright to her feet. Cautiously she approached the Turian, her hands folded up in front her and stood there watching him in worry. She wanted to help badly. It was visible on her features, along with the fear, that she thought twice about approaching him. “Please, we need to get on the ship. He’s dead… he’s gone. Can you hear me?” 

Raa edged a little closer hoping her voice would reach the Turian, who was still in shock over what she assumed was the experience. “Please, you need to snap out of it or you’re going to hurt yourself.”