Omni-gel. She nods approval as she watches the molten material seal the edges of Rinzler's damage. Don't even have a reader in my omni-tool for that, anymore. It would've been her first choice three years ago, but upgrades on medi-gel and patching of security loopholes had seen omni-gel's popularity in the field decline considerably. Considering the circumstances, it's an simple yet elegant solution.

Turning her attention to Peter, she switches her omni-tool over to medical, scanning his prone form for statistics. The medi-gel has already started doing its work, and Peter's vitals, while weak, are stable. J, on the other hand, was gone. She'd known that the moment Nihlus had neglected to apply medi-gel to her. We were too late. She shook her head, regret stinging and knotting up in her stomach, a feeling she wished was less familiar. All they could do now was help as best they could.

When Nihlus slides Rinzler's disc towards her, she picks it up, turning it over her hand. It's light, easy to manage. A great weapon for hand-to-hand combat, really. She hadn't seen much of Rinzler in action, but the damage to the two crew spoke volumes for its potential. Still gripping it firmly, she stands up and addresses Nihlus.

"The boy is all evened out. Until we get him to the med bay, that's probably as good as it's going to get." Shepard turns the disc in her hand again, and frowns. "Might be an idea to put Rinzler in the hold until medical is available and accompanied. I have a hunch he might wake up on the wrong side of the bed."