Aela Talith
The Righteous
She bandaged his knuckles quickly.
Aela was no healer, but her Mother had shown her often enough how to patch up a scrape or a cut. It wasn't exactly rocket science, and it helped that she had read a few medical books. She reminded herself to ask Auntie Amorella for some lesson in how to use the force for healing. A fleeting thought that she hoped she would remember.
Her eyes flashed towards the viewport, her gaze shifting slightly as the massive Star Destroyer began to take up more and more of the windows. Three sets of orange eyes watched, six pupils thinning slightly as a shadow was cast through the cockpit.
Aela felt her chest tighten.
Her breath caught.
Shaking fingers tied off the bandages around Micah's hands, eyes fixated on the Star Destroyer above them.
Aela was no healer, but her Mother had shown her often enough how to patch up a scrape or a cut. It wasn't exactly rocket science, and it helped that she had read a few medical books. She reminded herself to ask Auntie Amorella for some lesson in how to use the force for healing. A fleeting thought that she hoped she would remember.
Her eyes flashed towards the viewport, her gaze shifting slightly as the massive Star Destroyer began to take up more and more of the windows. Three sets of orange eyes watched, six pupils thinning slightly as a shadow was cast through the cockpit.
Aela felt her chest tighten.
Her breath caught.
Shaking fingers tied off the bandages around Micah's hands, eyes fixated on the Star Destroyer above them.