Chapter 3 – Page 93
Jake: Fadeneir needs a medic!
Amber: At this rate, I'll have more patients than followers. Fabulous.
Tawny: And to think, I was worried about you banging your ship up, not yourself!
Mika: Eh, it's just a scratch. I hope.
Amber: Hold still.
Grayson: Marshall, Captain Lockjaw wants to speak with you. In person. Alone.


