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#Susanna – April 7, 2015
Ilyna nods. "When you've recovered, yes," she says. "We could use as many as we can get if we're to get the agency back on its feet and search for Vasquez."
Ilyna looks away for a moment, picking her words carefully. "She was taken along with the artifact we recovered," she says. "We... will have to find out where once we are back on Aite."
Sioria nods slowly. "Huh... that's shitty..." she murmers. "Prospects of getting her out non-brainwashed?"
Ilyna sighs. "Goddess knows," she says. "I can't even begin to understand the cult... or the artifact."
Sioria nods. "Well, at least we have something to do when we're back. No time to sit around with our thumbs up our collective ass, eh?"
Ilyna nods. "Exactly," she says. "We need to take other contracts too, to make sure we can fund the operation to act on the first solid lead we get."
Sioria smiles. "Sounds good. A few days rest and my concussion should clear, apparently. Ankle isn't as needed as my ability to shoot, right?"
"Gotcha." she says, starting to hobble towards the dorms. "Dunno if I properly introduced myself, by the way. "Sioria... Felcolus. Felcolus, right." Whoo boy concussion.
Ilyna starts following the turian, although she's not intending to leave the cargo bay. "Ilyna T'Rea," she responds in kind. "It's nice to meet you."
Sioria nods back at her. "Nice to meet you too." she says. "I... don't remember, are you Ehanis' sister?" she asks.
Ilyna chuckles. "That's me," she says. "And yeah, that's why she's not here. I... didn't want her to be involved in this."
Sioria nods slowly. "Yeah... would've been nice to have her around, but after that? Yeah, I wouldn't want to see her hurt."
Ilyna smiles slightly. "I'll make sure she ends up with the agency, though," she says, "but I'm glad you understand me." They reach the end of the cargo bay and she pats her shoulder. "I'll see you," she says, "be mindful of the people sleeping if you're headed for the bunk room."
Sioria nods to her. "Mm, I understand that sisterly stuff, but its mostly from uh... yeah, I really care about her. Don't want to see her without an arm, y'know?" she adjusts her crutch and holds her head. "Ugh... head's pounding and there's five of you right now. I'm gonna go lay down."
Ilyna chuckles. "I just hope she understands when I tell her what happened," she says, but doesn't wait for a response before making her way off towards the nearest clutter and begins picking it up.