She wanted to say something to Crix, something meaningful or perhaps something... other than silence. She couldn't help it, there was always that need to check on him, protect him, but he didn't need her protection at all. Instead, she felt pity for the madclaw. She was trained not to kill, so she wouldn't. But leaving them to bleed out like that... she hesitated just a moment.
When, out from the other side of the clearing, there was a Wookie cheer. Scrambling to understand the racuous voices, she could only parse a few words, but the crates were there. It seemed the Madclaw had been stealing for itself to survive, and this founding was part of his illegal goods. She would help Crix escort them back to the tree elevator, mindful of the dying madclaw, not even looking Talak in the eye. It felt... wrong to leave it there to suffer.
Crix was right; with their objective fulfilled, it was time to go back.
//End thread.
When, out from the other side of the clearing, there was a Wookie cheer. Scrambling to understand the racuous voices, she could only parse a few words, but the crates were there. It seemed the Madclaw had been stealing for itself to survive, and this founding was part of his illegal goods. She would help Crix escort them back to the tree elevator, mindful of the dying madclaw, not even looking Talak in the eye. It felt... wrong to leave it there to suffer.
Crix was right; with their objective fulfilled, it was time to go back.
//End thread.