Rashiya had checked on each of her patients, when she heard a soft moan. Her eyes brightened as she rushed to the side of the blue skinned woman. Her eyes flutter slowly as the antenna atop her head lightly twitched. Her eyes opened, blinked several times and then focused in horror as she stared at the face before her. "No." She moaned deeply as tears filled her eyes. "Not you." "Mother," Rashiya placed a hand gently on her shoulder. "We're safe. We're safe." She smiled as she leaned closer. "This is not a slave ship. You're safe." "Safe?" She stared up with pleading and confused eyes. "You're safe?" "I am chief engineer of this ship, Mother. We are safe here." "Engineer?" The woman glanced slowly about the room for a moment, and then back to the face she remembered. "You've grown into a woman." "I have, Mother. And you are back with me." She patted her shoulder lightly. "Go back to sleep. Rest. I will go get you something to eat. Get your strength back up, and then we can talk more." "My little girl." She sighed softly. "Engineer." She drifted back off to sleep. Rashiya straightened as she stared at her mother with sympathy. She understood some of what she had been through, but not near as long. "He should die a slow, agonizing death."