Evil always refused help. Even though her right foot was dangling only by the tendons that held it there and her skirt sticking to the worst of the dried wounds on her leg she limped out of the ship and managed a low bow before her Warlord, though it was mostly force done; everyone could feel it. Rajnos said nothing and then reached down and grabbed her under her arms and helped her stand and steady on the one good leg again. Using her powers once again she began to limp towards her quarters until Rajnos ushered her another way, bumping his head against her shoulder. As Jarron helped unload the ship, they almost disappeared from sight but not quite. He told the droids to stop and hesitantly followed.
Keeping a far distance but not so far as he couldn't see clearly, Jarron watched the warlord as he was circling Evil now. She had stopped, almost froze. He couldn't tell if it was in fear or in pain but Rajnos stopped in front of her and then did something Jarron thought he would never see.