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Katt in the meantime, had switched from her wrench to a screwdriver. She could hear Tasha from where she was, her ears twitching slightly. She didn't think Shar-Khag had a race anymore...She had heard of a similar race once before, from her mother. She had been told of a ancient race of insect like aliens that had simply vanished, never to be seen or heard of again.....until now, if Katt was right about Shar-Khag's race and the race her mother had mentioned being one in the same. She said nothing out loud, knowing that the creatures with Tasha and Alexis could easily pick up on her thoughts. She twisted the screwdriver a few more times, then went over to where Tasha stood. "It should work now ma'am, any other problems that I may be of help with?"

Liz looked over to the group from the table that had food on it. She was eating some pie, watching Katt. She had picked up on Alexis's and Tasha's mind speak, not missing on the fact that they had mentioned her friend as having been a prisoner. Thinking back on that time, she didn't think that Katt had viewed it that way. Her friend had been in so much pain at the time, and she had been allowed to tinker with her ship. It was how the people had seen that she would be a good mechanic. Liz stopped chewing frowning to herself, she couldn't remember if a doctor had ever looked at Katt's leg. Surely they would have...even if Katt had been viewed as a prisoner....yet, for the life of her Liz couldn't remember if they had or not.