"Relax, Ty." Tari said, putting a hand on his shoulder and motioning for him to sit. "Katri and Tacit are on their guard. With their senses, there's little chance of someone sneaking up on us." I hope.
The man reluctantly sat down, his eyes continuing to scan the area, his gun not far from his twitching fingers.
"Here, Tacit, throw me my pack. I have some bandages and things that we could use." the Jedia did so, and she began to bandage off Ty's wounds.
"What happened?" she asked as she worked, "These aren't just scratches...some are blaster wounds. You didn't run into a scouting party, did you?"