Moza waited for the response, patience is what the Jedi were taught and clearly by the turn of events that was the right course. For after a time the lights began to flicker and fade only in certain instances. Yet there was a clear path of lights that didn't dim, and at this point it allowed him a chance to proceed. With a final heavy breath Moza started forward and followed the path of light cutting through the dark of the hallways. Eventually arriving in the medical bay with the rest.
"Master Maxims..." Moza sounded, and even through the robotic voice of the vocoder sounded relieved. His yellow pupils glancing over to Saul resting in the bacta and another sigh of relief followed. "...and Master Saul as well. I'm glad to see he is in a bacta tank. Hopefully the lasting damage won't be too intense." Moza offered, as he felt he could almost collapse from the experiences of the day.
"I think I'll join him in the next tank, to get my arm in better shape again."
@Nefieslab @Nightfall
"Master Maxims..." Moza sounded, and even through the robotic voice of the vocoder sounded relieved. His yellow pupils glancing over to Saul resting in the bacta and another sigh of relief followed. "...and Master Saul as well. I'm glad to see he is in a bacta tank. Hopefully the lasting damage won't be too intense." Moza offered, as he felt he could almost collapse from the experiences of the day.
"I think I'll join him in the next tank, to get my arm in better shape again."
@Nefieslab @Nightfall