"It's no use, they're lucky to be alive, this ship is dead in the water," Myitt says finally, stepping back from the controls. She helps Claxter carry Hadrin over to the Mirage.
"Ugh, Justin, what have you been eating," she grunts as she tries to lift the weight of a full grown man. She's grateful to have Claxter to help carry the weight.
When they reach the Mirage Myitt helps Claxter move Hadrin to the med bay, and she sits back against a wall, sliding to the floor.
"Break time," she exhales, looking up at the medical tables wearily.
<We don't have time for a break, dude. Hey. Hellooo? Why are my hands shaking?>
<When was the last time you've eaten?> Myitt asks.
<When was the last time you've eaten?>
Myitt clears her throat. "Claxter, make sure Zorish is restrained. Her host's eyes are open, she might be able to see us, depending on her state of awareness."