"Yes. She will likely have better advice on that topic. She has known you longer." 

"Yes. - I think I might want to stay with her," he adds after a second.

They can just hear a speeder in the distance.

"I do not think you could stay with her without also staying with Pradnakt," they point out. Their dome turns to the ramp, and they begin moving in that direction. 

"They are very attached," they add. 

Nine follows. "I know. I don't understand it but she said I probably will once I've seen more of them together."

They give a positive whirr, "You may," they agree. They come to a stop at the top of the ramp. 

It's just another second or two before the speeder pulls up, now with a second cart - the kolto tank in its crate takes up practically the entire first one, and the newly-added second is piled high with boxes, netted down rather precariously but apparently having made the trip with no problems. Pradnakt dismounts and begins unhooking the tank while Daisy comes over.

"It went well - they didn't have all of the parts you wanted," she tells Isk, "but most of them, and we put in an order, they'll be here when we come back. How are you doing?" she addresses Nine.

"Fine. It was good to have time to think."

"Good," she grins.

"Yes, can wait." 

Isk will observe this conversation on their way to the speeder, Once there they make an attention-grabbing beep in Pradnakt's direction and extend their arm towards it, offering to bring it inside.

She floats the tank out of the wagon, spinning it carefully to get the tow handles arranged the right way before settling it on its casters.

"Everything okay here while we were gone?"

Affirmative whirr. 

"Good. And it looks like Alek's recovering pretty well, too, hopefully he won't have to be in for long. - oh, it turns out they make external vocoders, type one and two droids need them sometimes. Got you one."

Oh, they like that idea much better, at least for now. They might get one installed eventually, if they use this enough, though. They whistle curiously, approaching the carts. 

"One sec -" she steadies the pile and pulls the box out, holding it up for Isk to look at. "I'll help you set it up as soon as I get this stuff inside. Or Daisy can, probably."

Isk peers at the box, letting out a agreeable whistle-beep. They move back to the tank, reaching out with their grasping attachment to grab onto it and carefully begin to tow it into the ship. 

Pradnakt follows with part of the pile, then brings the speeder in with the rest of it and looks for Isk again. "Ready to go whenever you are, unless you want to get the vocoder set up first."

Negative blat. The vocoder can wait until after Alek is not capable of wandering around with holes in his body. "Return to base, tank first," they say, passing through the cargo to head towards the cockpit. 

"All right." She heads back.

After a moment, the ship lifts off, turning back in the direction of Pradnakt and Daisy's home. 

Alek is just barely awake, pulled out of sleep by the noise of their return. His gaze pans sleepily over the bay, taking in the tank and boxes through slitted eyelids. He makes an inquiring noise at her when she comes through the door.

"Hey," she answers, quiet and reassuring, trying not to wake him more than necessary. "We're heading back, just a little longer."

His shoulder feels better already, in the time before she gets close enough to make the pain recede entirely.

"Mm," the reassurance combined with the lack of pain has him falling asleep again pretty quickly.

It's another hour and a half, or thereabouts, before they touch down again in front of the isolated homestead. Isk stays in the cockpit keeping an eye on their course. Alek sleeps, through both the trip and the landing. 

By the time the ship touches down again, Pradnakt has the tank unboxed and mostly set up, with the bagged kolto sitting in the remains of the shipping crate, and she sends Daisy to ask Isk whether they want it hooked up to the ship, or somewhere else.

"Ship," they decide, "Less moving." 

They detach from the port in the cockpit and follow Daisy back to the bay. There's an outlet that should be compatible with the tank just over here, not too far from the door to the rest of the ship. 

Pradnakt floats it over, rather than move out of range of Alek, and with Daisy and Nine's help soon has it lined up appropriately and ready to be filled.

She does need to be close for the next part, though. She applies some gentle telekinetic pressure, just enough to discourage him from moving too much if he startles, before she nudges Alek's hand.