Alek nods, "We can do that," he agrees. "...What about Nine, though?" He doesn't want him caught in that loop for a longer period of time on his account. 

"I can work on him on the way. Or while we're waiting for the sun to come up, if we need to go into town first, I'm not sure how much cash we've got on hand." She hits the radio receiver, tucked away on her belt. "-Daisy? Can we afford a kolto tank out of petty cash?"

    "No."

She nods. "All right."

He shifts uncomfortably, "We have money? But it's mostly Hutt currency." Looted from the backstabbing smuggler who traded them the ship they have now for the top-of-the-line Jedi Corvette they'd stolen from Master Manoll. 

"That'll save us the trip to town, then. I'll pay you back; you need it more than we do."

"But... the kolto tank is for me. And they're expensive. We should help pay for it, at least."  

"I'm not going to stop you," she shrugs. "But it won't hurt us to cover it."

He nods, "Okay." They can decide whether they need the money back later. 

To the ship, then? 

She stands and follows before he gets far, asking Daisy to bring her repair kit out while she does.

"Do you have a cot you can set up in here?" she asks once she gets to the loading bay.

(Isk is waiting in the bay when they enter, but exits in the direction of Alek's room once they see that he's fine.)

He frowns in thought, "I think we have some, yeah... Maybe in one of the cargo holds..." 

He goes looking, eventually finding a folded up cot and carefully levitating it out into the loading bay. 

"I guess you need to be close by for the pain technique?" He asks as he awkwardly sets it up.  

"Unless I'm meditating, yeah. About thirty feet." She tisks at him and shoos him off to set it up herself.

He shoos, standing awkwardly at the side. Once she has it set up he'll settle on it slowly, only realizing how much of a strain he was under now that he's relaxed. 

Isk trundles back in soon after, dragging a blanket which they drop next to the cot. 

We are going somewhere. Where? They ask. 

"The city," Alek tells them, tugging the blanket up onto the cot with his good arm, "To get kolto." 

He wants to watch Pradnakt remove Nine's bolt, but lying down has brought to the forefront how tired he is. He could just use the Force trick he was using before...

"Once Daisy gets here with my kit for Nine, yeah. We don't have enough creds on hand to cover it but we'll pay you back, at least part." Daisy comes up the ramp as she's speaking, pushing a wheeled tool cabinet with a change of clothing - civilian clothes, brown and green - sitting on top.

"Idiot Not-Jedi should pay for his idiot mistakes." They insist. 

"Wanted to help," Alek mutters. 

"Blaster wound! Point-blank!" 

"Didn't react in time."

"Yes. Idiot. Kolto tank is not too expensive for funds available." They direct this last at Daisy and Lord Pradnakt. 

Daisy translates; Pradnakt grins. "Fair. But I want to see what he'll get up to, and he won't be as interesting if he's starved for funds."

Considering whirr. 

"Truth," they agree. "Will set course for planetary capitol." 

They leave to do that.

And Alex settles back to watch, carefully pulling on the Force to keep himself awake. 

The ramp closes, and they rise into the air to begin the trip to the city.

And Pradnakt settles in to work on Nine, first moving him to the floor where Alek can more easily watch. It's not a fast process - ten minutes just to get the plating off, and then she begins the more delicate work of rearranging his internal workings to let her access the restraining bolt. She narrates as she goes, though, between signing to Daisy to hand her this or that tool.

And he watches, exhausted, but keeping himself awake with the Force. If it's worse than they thought - if he'd somehow hurt Nine in the process of trying to help him... He wants to know. 

It takes some forty minutes for her to get to the bolt, and she swears quietly when the diagnostic tool she attaches to it gives her its readout. "Yeah, this is a mess - this was really just a matter of time. Fixable, at least. Love, come stand here where he'll see you, I'm pretty sure he's not conscious right now."

Daisy does, and Pradnakt fiddles with the tool for another minute - "here we go-"

"-Nine?"

"Daisy? What happened?"

"Restraining bolt finally caught you. -don't move, I still need to get it out and put you back together."