Part 2: The Bacta Run

"Of course. My compatriot," Savi nods toward Avox, "will show your friend around the ship. I'm happy to wait here while we clear up this misunderstanding."

"Ada?" Jack whispers as he meanders through the ship (first checking the cockpit) in search of his friend.

"Hurrm..." Avox grumbles. "Lets make this quick skag." He says to the one who will be doing the searching, and gestures for him to come aboard the ship.

Under normal circumstances, Jack would never invade Ada's privacy like this, but now he was concerned as to her whereabouts. He steps into her quarters, closes the door behind him, and activates her terminal to see what's there.

Bo sheaths her sword before the other Rodian is in view and watches them pass.

"Don't touch anything you don't have to." Avon says, showing the rodian the now empty cargo bay. Before moving on to other parts of the ship.

Doc loiters at the top of the ramp, next to the controls to retract it if things turn nasty with their new friends.

Jack reemerges from the depths of the ship perhaps a few moments longer than it should've taken for him to look for Ada. One might note the tightness in his jaw, the subtle edge of sadness in his face, and the slight red color around the corners of his eyes. He approaches, sets his hands on his hips, and looks at the ground in front of him. "We're good to leave," he says, making no eye contact. He turns away and begins to walk toward the helm of the ship, speaking softly, "I'll be in the pilot's seat."

Savi lets them leave without saying a word. He turns and walks back on board looking for anyone who can update him on where Ada is and whether or not the crew is ready to depart.

Avox sees the rodian back to the ramp and watches them go, saying nothing to Jack. Once the crew is aboard and their "guests" have gone out of sight he nods to Doc to close the ramp. "Damn dirty, scaly..." he begins to say, and stops himself with a glance at Bo, letting his statement die in the air. He heads to the helm as well, to see to the group's plan for their next task.

Jack has already radioed ahead to the docking control in order to get clearance to head out. While waiting for a response, he's slumped forward in the pilot's chair, one arm draped over his knee while the other holds his head in his hand. He doesn't move, and seems so caught up in whatever he's thinking about that he doesn't notice others enter the cockpit.

Doc retracts the ramp and seals the ship up, ready for launch before moving back to his cabin to check his medical supplies.

Since no one seems to be eager to come forward with any kind of update, Savi seeks one out. He finds Jack in the cockpit and immediately learns most of what he needs to know from his friend's posture. Unsure whether to leave the proud man his space, or give him an ear, Savi simply says, "Is there anything we can do?"

His tone clearly indicating his attempt to convey his genuine concern without setting foot in the realms of either pity or condescension.

Jack looks up toward Savi when he speaks, lowering his arm and leaning back in the chair. It wasn't a secret that Jack and Ada were close friends from a young age, due to the stories they told of the trouble they would get into, and how the way they would talk to one another was so riddled with inside jokes that it seemed like another language. Jack simply looked Savi in the eye and calmly spoke, "You could plot our hyperspace route." His request ignored the heart of the problem, but there was little anyone could do about that.

With an easy smile he says, "And I would if I weren't as useless as a ball gown on a Rancor at astrogation." He turns and adds, "I'll get someone more useful."

At the last moment he fires over his shoulder, "Let me know if you ever need an over wordy know-it-all."

Savi strolls back toward the common room and puts a question out to the group. "Who's the best at astrogation here? Jack could use a hand. Bo?"