PART SIX

 “Far from it, Anzai, ‘ol buddy,” Latti said, leaning over his friend’s body and adjusting the medical ‘droids display. “You’ll be up and about in an hour.”

   “The wounding is superficial and all chemical presence has been purged. I will leave you now.” The med ‘droid batted away Latti’s hand with a soft touch and rolled from the bay.

   Anzai looked up through stinging eyes, narrowing them at the bright light.

   “Latti... What the hell happened?” Anzai’s throat was dry and he was aware of a burning thirst in the back of his throat.

   “You were stunned and captured by Imperials. We busted you out.”

   “We?”