Though time was difficult to tell from within the makeshift cell, the pinpricks of light that filtered in from tiny gaps in the walls seemed to indicate that it was late afternoon - almost dusk. In one corner of the room sat Myiari, who had managed to drag the Senator's unconscious body there after they had been tossed back in. The Mon Calamari's robes have been rolled up slightly, revealing the rather gruesome-looking burn on one of the man's legs, which the medic eyes grimly. After a few moments of nothing, she grabs at the bottom hem of the robe and begins attempting to rip a small strip off from it.