Myrn listened intently as Nessa spoke, casually thumbing through the book that she'd just handed over. The pages were worn with notes and sketches scrawled in the margins. A lot of the earlier chapters were elementary and uninteresting but the later chapters involved topics that were way more juicy. At a glance Myrn read brief passages on inter-organic robotics and theories of automated intelligence. The young woman's mind was already brimming with new ideas for experiments and projects. By the time that she was done skimming Nessa was in the middle of rambling on about her own difficulties that were similar to Sev's. Myrn gazed at the woman wide-eyed for a brief moment as she basically spilled her guts. She looked visibly distraught the more that she spoke. [color=ed1c24]"Whoa whoa"[/color], Myrn spoke in a quiet and calming manner, [color=ed1c24]"It's okay"[/color]. She casually nudged the table separating them  to the side with her boot and moved on her knees to pull the Star-Born into a much needed embrace. [color=ed1c24]"It's okay. You're safe here I promise"[/color]. The poor girl was shaken up from everything that had happened up until this point. Sev was designed to just keep going and going but Nessa wasn't. She was probably worn out from fleeing and fighting for so long and it was finally catching up with her. [color=ed1c24]"Listen"[/color], Myrn withdrew and took Nessa's hand into her own, [color=ed1c24]"For as long as you're here this is your home. What's mine is yours and all that. I'll see if I can talk Sev into slowing down a bit. At least while you guys are here"[/color]. As if on que Sev came walking over to the bedroom area with a look of satisfaction on her face. [color=92278f]"I learned some new tricks. I think-"[/color], she paused taking notice of the state Nessa was in, [color=92278f]"Did I miss something"[/color]. Her glowing eyes flickered as her gaze darted from Myrn to Nessa and back again.

	[color=f26522]"That's hardly any way to speak to a lady, captain"[/color] Six mused. She was posted up with her arms folded against the door that led to the medical bay. She was only half interested in what he was talking about. While their lover's spat was mildly entertaining, Six couldn't be bothered with the details. She held out her new arm like a woman observing her freshly manicured nails, her fingers flexed and barbed claws formed on her fingertips. [color=f26522]"So why am I here? Our targets have gone to ground for now and I was actually starting to enjoy my downtime. I had hoped that this one was in fighting shape again"[/color], Six jabbed a clawed finger in Feya's direction. [color=f26522]"But I can clearly see that's not the case. With that being said you'd better have a damned good reason for disturbing my investigation of the Star-Born's location"[/color]. She eyed the soldier like he was prey, the orange of her eyes narrowed to near slits. The android wasn't joking either. Six was never a fan of having her valuable time wasted with such trivialities, especially for some Council monstrosity that she barely even knew. This was why she preferred working alone. Meatbags always found a way to make things needlessly more complicated. [color=f26522]"Speak! And it better be good"[/color], she commanded.