“He needs urgent care. I’ll fly him over on the skiff.” “Understood. Ijiro!” The youngest Sentinel comes over, his carbine still in hand. “This ranger’s name is Aneniko. He’s Salo’s friend. We need you to keep pressure on his wound until you get him back to the ship.” Any displeasure Ijiro might feel remains hidden behind his green lenses. “Sure thing, boss.”
