Despite the pain he did his best to put on a smile.
“N-nice to meet you Reb-becca. W-wish it was…”
“What’s t-that exp-pression?”
“Huh? What d’ya mean?”
The former champion had been unaware she was making any kind of face, having been focused on tending to the other.
He had no idea what an orchard was. But that didn’t sound too far. Shivering out the rag’s touch he could at least do this.
“T-thanks. Umm, I’m Sprocket. W-what planet is t-this?”
"Gaia, last time I checked.”
“I’m Rebecca.”
The former champion gently dabbed the other’s forehead with the rag, sitting on her knees as she tended to him.
The Human seemed friendly. It was enough to calmed him down somewhat. He was still worried about his ship though.
“W-where’s this b-beach?”
Laying back and taking the blanket the Lombax had a look of defeat on his face.
“The stairs to it are about twenty feet from the back of the house and to the right from the orchard.”
Rebecca took the rag from the creature’s head, wetting it again with the icy water and wringing it out before putting it back on the other’s forehead.
Out of reflex he froze up the moment he was touched despite how gentle she was. Taking a moment and a breath he did his best to relax as he was helped back up into that futon.
“C-crash?”
Seems he didn’t recall everything that happened after all.
“Yeah, your ship smashed right into the beach. I had Triton Ice Beam it to cool it off. Quite literally, actually.”
“For now, y’gotta rest. I’m not joking when I said that you were pretty banged up. I’ve had an ice pack on your head for the past few hours.”
Rebecca pulled the blanket back over him, making sure to be as careful as she possibly could.
Still holding onto their head they slowly sat up with a groan. It took them a few minutes to remember just what happened. Finally noticing the Human and that strange blue creature in her lap. Sprocket tried his best to get up as quietly as he could. But ended up tripping over the futon with a yelp.
Oddly it was Triton who was woken up by the noise and he tugged on Rebecca’s hand to wake her up.
The trainer’s eyes snapped open and she pulled her headphones on before going over to him and gently helping him back into the futon.
“Careful, hun. You got pretty banged up from that crash.”
They were finally starting to come to. An eye slowly opening. This wasn’t their ship. Was this Orion? No one was around, no way to tell. Raising a hand to their pounding head the Lombax felt something wet. But were still too disoriented to put two and two together.
Rebecca had put a cold, semi-wet rag on the creature’s forehead to reduce the chance of any swelling, having carefully bandaged the scrapes so they wouldn’t get infected. The trainer had fallen asleep against the wall, Triton curled up and napping on her lap.
Other than a few scrapes, bruises, and possibly a minor concussion the Lombax was fine all things considered. They were lucky, that crash could have ended so much worse.
Other than a small twitch here and there they were unresponsive for the entire trip.
The former champion put the strange creature on a spare futon as carefully as she could, making sure not to jostle their head too much. She pulled the blanket over the other and went to get the disinfectant for the scrapes.
Rebecca had been working in her orchard when she heard the crash coming from the beach, startling her as she called Triton out to help her investigate what it was.
What she found instead was a burning ship that she had Triton put out with an Ice Beam and the unconscious pilot, whom of which she carried back to the house and made sure there weren’t any serious injuries.
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