Admittedly, Yvene was having a bit of an out of body experience. Boarding the tram triggered a bit of an internal panicked reaction. In no way was she ready to face death, she may have resigned herself to the fate of the ship yes. However, that was many many years of living alone in solitude. No chance, well. Other than the ship going down but truthfully it would still float..whatever. No chance of being hurled at high speeds into a metal wall. She fell silent, shuffling onto the tram and grabbing onto a nearby pole to steady herself. She hoped that on the outside she felt and looked composed, just silent was all. Yvene was clutching that pole with all her might though, hoping it might mitigate some of the damage if they do happen to go flying. 

Of course, the tram had to come to a screeching halt and she barely had any time to say a word or think before she saw Felix go flying into the windshield. Her lips were sealed shut, not saying a word or uttering a condolence. She was too terrified to really help him much. Her attention then whipped over to catch a brief glimpse of something bolting off the tram, though she could not catch exactly what it was. Sighing, she turned back to see the others already regrouping. Felix was fine and Typhon was seemingly scooping out the entrance way. After giving a clear signal, Yvene ran off the tram as quickly as possible, taking a quick look around. Yvene barely went to the med bay, not too keen on doctors or talking with anyone. There weren't too many ways to hurt yourself in a prison cell unless you were trying too. She had no intention of making a fuss or creating the need to speak with other people. 

Tuning back into the conversation around her, she heard Ziola mentioning a cat. Was that the blob she had seen earlier? It was hard to get a look between the dissociation and the dark tram. Hopefully it was harmless, maybe it just needed to hitch a ride. That or possibly it was hanging out on the tram and they disturbed its resting spot. Something else that really ate at her mind as well, they have cats on board? Yvene bit her lip, to stop herself from clearly overthinking. There was more to focus on then the cat. If it comes back then they will deal with it then. 

They made their way through the med bay, as it seemed just as chaotic as the cell block they were in before. None of the medical staff seemed to care that they were there, just focused on the patients they had. She was grateful no one was up their asses about being here. Not like she was going to leave if told anyways, not a chance in hell. Personnel were scrambling, gauze and disinfectant in hand as they moved to treat the wounded and sick. Yvene could only imagine what was going on, and could only think back to the coughing and the implied plague outbreak from before. Lowering her head she followed the group as they entered into the Doctor's office. 

Ah. The cat thing was in here. She heard Felix speak about it first, mentioning to Ziola he had found the cat she saw. Moving forward to get a better look, sure enough there was a cat like thing. Wasn't so much a cat but a cat like girl instead.  Felix seemed to relax and not do anything about it, so it couldn’t be that much of a threat. Right? It didn't really seem normal though, obviously. Something felt familiar, in specific terms but Yvene couldn’t place it. This was a Saphiste girl wasn't it? Maybe. It was hard to think straight, especially  when her head was still a bit clouded as she tried to not think too deeply about everything going on. Was it a defense mechanism? Sure. Probably. 

[color=ffb5b0]“Doctor. Nice to see you.” [/color] Yvene spoke, not wanting to be rude. 

The doc was indeed taking them in. Though she wasn’t sure if the doctor was doing this out of the goodness of her heart or because they simply showed up and she had no choice. Either way though.