Solaras barely acknowledged Joran's confirmation upon things being ready. Her body tensed under his touch as he lightly gave her shoulder a squeeze. Her lungs stopped their intake of air as she tried to simply ignore the pain that shot through her body at the simple action. Instead she just nodded her still helmeted head.

In a few simple motions the starship purred into life, the entry door closing and airlocking as it's tether was released. She expertly pushed the starship into flight and off of the Destroyer's hangar and into the outer side of space. As soon as she had punched in the proper coordiances she reached upwards and released the helmet from her head. Her hair was still harshly pulled away from her face-a place that she some how not been subjected to the brutal sparring sessions she had the night before. The rest of her...it wasn't so lucky. The rest of her body was covered so all else were none the wiser.

She pushed off of the Captain's seat before moving towards the back of the ship with her steps far lighter than before on the Destroyer. She carefully eye'd Joran's body as he sat down meditating. She could sense the discourse in him, or perhaps it was her own, as she approached him. Her hand lightly touched the shoulder blade on his left side, "Sit up stra- aaah." It was a breathy sound but one full of pain as Joran's right hand snapped out and vice gripped her forearm. Solaras felt her lungs stop once more as the pain from the grab shot through her elbow and shoulders. "Joran." She croaked out as she began to shake under his hand.