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004 ──────────────── ALDHANI
"You're bleeding on my floor."
Cassian looks down at his own feet. Large glops of his own maroon blood were scattered across the clean floors of Luthen's fancy Fonder Haulcraft. "Fix your arm." Luthen orders, slight disgust in his tone. "There's a medpac on the shelf behind you. Blue. Bright blue." He states, and Cassian slowly turns to the shelf directly behind him. There, in fact, was a bright blue medpac. Sitting down across from Eris at a small table, built into a little nook in the wall, he begins treating his wound. Eris seems elsewhere—her mind, Cassian means. She seems distant, on another planet. Ferrix. Her mind was home, but her body was bound for Aldhani.
"What's Aldhani?" Cassian questions, spraying bacta on the blaster graze. He hisses to himself, cringing at the feeling.
"That depends." Luthen responds.
Cassian looks up to him. "I haven't agreed to do anything but save our skins."
Luthen raises his brows. "Yeah, and here you both are with your skin."
