Nodnod, "Specially after she had some water. Was less dizzy an the headache got a little better. An I put the scar stuff on an she said it didn't hurt as much then." 

"Good.  I've got your schedule written up on here if you wanna take a look at it, but I can't hand it over to you for long, it's my only datapad.  I'll look into picking up a spare while we're on Manaan, I'll need to restock while we're there anyway, and you can borrow that once I have it."

"I've got a datapad?" He wouldn't have seen her using it, though, she only works on it when she's up in the cupboard she'd taken over and still hadn't moved out of. She sets the packets and the bar down and goes to climb up into it, coming back out with the item in question (and without her bag). She offers it to him. 

"Oh, that's handy."

He opens a drawer and pulls out a cable, hooking the two datapads up to it and transferring the schedule over to it.

"There you go.  Things in blue you can do on your own, things in red you do with me.  Feel free to ask questions."

She recollects it and absently gathers up her bar and packets again while looking over the schedule he'd transferred. 

"Okay..." she glances up at him, and then her eyes go to the bandages around his shoulder. "...is your shoulder gonna be okay?"

He shrugs his good shoulder.

"I put some kolto on it, it should be fine in a day or two."

Solemn nod. 

She stands still in place for a moment, staring at him, and then she darts in real quick and throws her arms around his waist.

He hesitates awkwardly for a moment, and then reaches down to wrap his uninjured arm around her shoulders.

"Hey.  You and your vod are ok, yeah?  That's what matters."

She presses her face into his side and nods. 

"Vor entye," she whispers - she knows he's not getting near as much out of this deal as a mercenary usually would, she's not stupid, he's being nice to them. 

He pats her shoulder gently, keeping her close as he does so.

"N'entye.  At least, none you haven't already arranged to pay off, 'lek?"

She pulls back a bit to look up at him doubtfully. But, if he says so...

"'lek?" Both asking what that means and answering, if it means 'yes' or something like it as she thinks it does. 

"It means yes.  Or rather, elek means yes, and 'lek is shorter."

Nodnod, "Elek."

She pulls out of his grip then, readjusts her grip on the stuff she was carrying, and steps back towards the door leading towards the medbay. "You want me to comm you when she wakes up again?" 

He nods.

"'Lek.  Vor'e."

Vor'e? "S'that a shorter version of vor entye?" 

"'Lek."

Okay then. "N'entye!" She replies, and then she scurries out of the room and back to Aleeka's side. 

Canin returns to finding things to do that don't strain his injured shoulder.  That's always the worst part of an injury, in his opinion- waiting for it to heal.

She comms again a few hours later, just around dinner time. 

"She's awake an I got her to drink one of the cups with the powder in it an she needs to use the fresher? Also she wants to try eating." 

"I'll be right over."

He heads to the medbay, a bowl of food in each hand.  He sets them down on the table, and turns to Aleeka.

"Go ahead and sit up, first off, and tell me if any pain happens or you get drastically more dizzy or sick feeling."

Up Aleeka sits, making a small unhappy face once upright, but then smoothing out to the same 'slightly uncomfortable' expression as before shortly after.

"It was a bit worse for a second. The dizziness and the sick feeling." 

Though still quiet, Aleeka's voice is far steadier now, and diction much crisper than Jamis', allowing the contrast between their accents to be clearly heard. 

"But it faded quickly?" he checks.

"Yes." And, eyes straying to the food, hungry but wary, "Food?" 

"Your sister said you'd said you needed to use the 'fresher, do you want to do that first or eat first?"

"Mmm," uneasy shifting, and then a nod, "'fresher, please."