Illuma had long blue hair and a strange shimmer to her skin. She also didn’t speak much. “So, the secure zip is on the opposite end of the base?” Koara felt chatty in her effort to stave off the loneliness of leaving Sookar. “It is. Are you prepared for what I have to do to you?” “You are the one to make the cosmetic changes?” “I am. I can make you look like a Golum but not walk or talk like one. That is up to you.” Koara nodded. “I will do what I can.” “Good. It is your life on the line.” Illuma looked uncomfortable with the situation, but there were grim lines of determination bracketing her mouth. She would do what was necessary. The zip was just as uncomfortable as the one from Udell had been, but this one took them to a tiny space station in the skies above Lowel. Once they were out of the pod, Illuma led her to the medical bay and urged her to have a seat on one of the exam beds.
