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As Deiyi trusted Byron like a wooden post to support herself as she stood the Sith began to fathom what he was needed for. What did she mean when she asked if they would be able to fix what she had unsettled.

"Deiyi I don't follow...." Byron interjected only to quickly take hold of her as she seemed to loose more strength by simply standing than sitting or laying down. The Archivist would move her over to a bed whist the others seemed to be present only to shake his head. "You need to rest. Once you have recovered then we can speak further."

"Bring her some water." Byron commanded a medical droid only to long for the services of the facilities back at Cobalt Edge. Byron quickly brought his attention back over to Sadr only to glare at the man with cold intent. He could not command those who did not serve under his emperor but what could be described as cowardice might also be intelligence.