"ghezen!" oomen had shrieked out when the hood fell back from inej's head. "i've got brekker's wraith!"

inej remembered retorting with "you should have aimed higher," and slammed her blade into the man's groin. after that, she didn't remember much; just bits and pieces, and her father's voice in her ear. she knew it hadn't been real, but it felt real.

now, as she comes to in that narrow cabin below deck, all she feels is a sharp pain in her side, and the sticky material of her shirt crusting with blood. nina. it had to be nina who tended to her.

the wraith attempts to sit up, but she promptly sinks back with a wheeze of her breath leaving her lungs. she grunts and gives it one more attempt, before she sinks back down.