RIKA
Rika nodded, glancing at Gar again. Something was bugging him. He stared at her as if he wanted her to understand something. A warning?
She swallowed and looked back to Tarkyn. "The people who funded our trip here… they want to capture all of you and study you. Use you."
"Use us for what?" Tarkyn hissed.
Rika took a deep breath. Gar had almost laughed this off the first time she'd told him. But when he'd visited her again later, he'd questioned her urgently. Apparently he'd learned something that backed up her warnings.
"Research," she said quietly, uncertain what terms they used for these kinds of things. "Medical research. And just… they think they can use you to heal themselves."
