Elayne nodded gratefully to Keshin as he moved to help her get the severely wounded man into the closest chair. "No idea," she murmured to him.
Momentarily, her attention was diverted by Mar as he spoke to her. She opened her mouth to respond, but then she felt something tug on the front of her shirt. It was the injured man. He was trying to tell her something, she realized, and leaned in close to hear him, putting a hand on his shoulder to help support his broken body.
Treyliss...? she thought. Is that a name? She waited for him to say more, but then he fell silent, his hand losing its grip on her clothes. She remained hunched over him a moment, and then gave a long sigh. "I'll take care of it," she whispered to him, even though she knew he couldn't hear her, before straightening.
Looking to Keshin and Mar, she murmured, "I'm going to his ship. If you want to accompany me... I wouldn't mind the backup." Her hand unconsciously drifting to her Dracon at her waist, she turned to the door, not waiting for confirmation from either of them.