Noctisardor Bypass tell me lies, tell me painted truths

Laurel kept drifting in and out of consciousness, only vaguely registering that she was moving at all. Only vaguely registering her wounds being cleaned. She let them guide her wherever, although her legs were happy to buckle once they'd reached their destination. Laurel grit her teeth as she lay down and murmured quietly under her breath, You promised to give her back. Why isn't she back yet?! Now now, Laurel dearest. These things take time. She didn't have time. Every second counted. Merrick was going to kill her!

Eyes became heavy and weak but then snapped open. Breath sped up. Laurel looked around to see two familiar faces — Sequoia and Mahler — and she had only one question. Where's Indra?! With bated breath she waited, hoping that either of them would tell her that they'd found Indra and that she was safe now.