Rycer Tae picked Vesta up and headed to the medical room where Ducla Tae. She began to protest, thinking she could walk, but Rycer gave a wry smile and continued down the crowded halls. Crew members were running with equipment towards damaged areas, while others were helping those who were hurt. There were several groups of outerworld beings working on panels in the walls. They passed her room.
“Wait!” Vesta cried. “My cat…”
Brille came up to Vesta. She asked him desperately about her cat.
“We will check on him after you are cared for,” Brille said breathlessly. “We have to check on the rest of the ship, and see how many crew members are…hurt.”