*After several hours of very delicate work from Doc, he's got Spore in a semi stable state. They're alive. Granted, they've got a tube in their throat to keep them breathing, and are attached to more machines than they'd be comfortable with if they were awake, but they're alive.*
*Doc is just monitoring them. His hands are trembling as he writes a report of all he did to keep them alive.*
*Moon's presence is heavy in the air. She's furious. Words can't come to her, and a human form wouldn't be able to contain her.*
*Once or twice, in the lulling parts of surgery, she flickered away back home. She looked for any trace of the Watchers. She didn't want to look for them until she knew Spore was stable, as she didn't want to leave them for too long.*
*Now she just watches Doc write.*