Part 20 - Distress
Frowning, Shard trundles after Haarmon as he leaves the area. "Haarmon, if you have a moment, I'd like you to join me in the medical area." Leaning forward, she lowers her voice. "Student."
Without waiting for reply, the older woman marches back toward where their tech is currently cloistered, passing Rhijans as he exits. Her eyebrow rises. "It should help," Shard replies. "And You-Why probably would have given him heart failure. Thanks."
That said, she walks into the room and moves to the chair holding their captive. Coming in on the tail of his reply to Rhijans - no doubt called out toward the man's back as he left - she cocks an eyebrow. "Scans, is it?" Grabbing a chair of her own, she glances at the door to see if Haarmon has followed.
Then she focuses her eyes on the tech again.
"So, these scans. What were they for? Did you find anything you were to report before we interrupted you?"
OOC - Haarmon, I left it open-ended whether or not you followed. ^_^