“Kar'taylir darasuum, adi’ka.”

The recording ends. 

Thekla whimpers, but leans towards Ri, and her song. 

Karl blocks out everything forcefully, to focus on gently pulling the pieces of the belt out, and gently wiping away the blood that follows. 

She remembers the lyrics, she thinks...

She starts singing softly, still mentally brushing a hand over Thekla's more negative emotions.

Thekla seems soothed, enough that she lies still, only with the occasional whimper.  

Karl tries to brace her as much as he can, before he starts to pull the bulk of the circuitry from her skin. 

She focuses on keeping Thekla from feeling the pain of that.

It works, Thekla remaining calm and quiet.

Karl bites his lip, so that he doesn't make any noises of effort, as he pulls the pieces from her flesh. 

Once he's done, he rests his hands over the wound, and starts to heal it. 

She breathes a sigh of relief - and pushes that relief at Thekla. Relax, it's okay, everything will be alright...

Bastila rests a hand on Ri's shoulder. "It's all right. She's small, but she's strong."

She leans into Bastila, keeping a thread of her attention focused on Thekla.

"Thanks."

Bastila tries to send as many soothing thoughts along the Bond as she can. 

Karl works for some time, healing the wound internally, and externally, until a while later, when he lets out a breath and sits back. The wound is fully healed. 

He wipes some sweat from his brow. "There. She just needs to rest now, and she should be fine."

"Alright. Should I make sure there's food, water...?"

"No. You will sit here. Bas? You can go get supplies."

"Master, She-"

"I will make my own conclusions. Go."

Bastila nods, squeezes Ri's shoulder, and departs. 

She glances after Bastila, a bit worried, but still pushing I'll be okay along the bond.

To Bastila's Master - "Thank you for helping."

"A Jedi doesn't leave the helpless uncared for." 

He looks Ri up and down, frowning. "I am Master Karl Thekla, Bastila's Master. She tells me you call yourself Ri-Sei?"

"I'm Ri-Sei, yes."

“That is the name you gave yourself? Or one that you know was yours?”

"I gave it to myself. It sounded pretty."

"But who were you, before Ri-Sei?"