For a moment there is only silence and the acrid smell of burnt flesh and fur in the control room of the tower, then begins anew the uncontrollable sobbing and whimpering of the sole surviving personnel of the tower.
Zeva snuffs out her lightsaber and returns it to the hidden rig under her jacket while Kay is still staring in shock at the last dead pirate she just shot through the head.
Zeva moves past Kes and places a hand on the Zabrak’s shoulder, easing the pain of her wounds.
Kes stares at Zeva. “That’s not normal.”
Kaylani blinks back to herself a bit and whispers to Kes in Zabrak: “You expect normal from a Jedi? She had a lightsaber!”
Without stopping, Zeva moves toward the surviving hostage and asks her, “Are you all right?”
She shuffles backwards on the ground in fear. “Leave me alone!”
“It’s all right,” Zeva says, trying to sound soothing even though her voice still quavers. “We won’t hurt you.”
Kes heaves herself up and walks to Kay, placing a hand on your shoulder, she replies in Zabrak. “Yeah. She did. That’s… How long has she been in that carbonite?”
“Um. Nine years?” Kay says to her captain. She smiles at Kes and jerks her head at Zeva before continuing, still in Zabrak: “Think we should help with the scared lady, huh?”
Kes nods and steps towards the woman.
Kaylani steps forward to the lady. “How about we get out of this nasty place and get you a nice place to recover? Some clean clothes?”
“You… you killed them!” The woman says in shock.