As Love opened her eyes, they landed on a pair of brown and hazel orbs hovering above her with a relieved expression. Captain Hunter bowed his head on the side of the table and let out a deep exhale, "Thank you." He muttered so quietly that Love almost missed it. What was he thankful for?
The last thing that she could remember was locking the hatch door and being almost surrounded by a swarm of small leathery wings and needle sharp teeth before her mind began to slip from the steady loss of blood. But looking down at her arm now she could barely make out the deep lacerations through the blood and gore that covered her skin and torn up bodysuit.
She tried to sit up and flex her arm but a strong steady hand pushed her back down gently, "Don't move just yet, the red serum will have used a lot of your energy and metabolism to heal you, you're going to feel pretty tired and hungry for a while." Kit explained softly.