Vaelin unlike the others had made the point to remain absent from the operation room or observing the spectacle, purely for the reason that he had been and seen many such things and trusted Doc's capabilities. Vaelin had spent his time writing out a small note for Doc which was left on the table of his child's room. 'Her death was her own doing, do not shoulder the remorse that is not yours to bare. You cannot change the past, you can only progress in the present and only dream of the future.' It was after this that he had moved down to the Docking bay area, preparing a ship that would serve as the ferry for his trip to Honshu.
With the operation drawing to a close, Omega notified Vealin who promptly made his way toward the medical wing, intercepting Doc. Vaelin only gave him a nod in reply, seeing how tired his friend was he did not wish to keep him any longer, especially due to his present problems. He diverted his direction to pick out a order uniform that might fit Stone, many being left overs from the previous crew. Deliberately walking in a audible way, he had hoped this would give Jessica enough to to gain some composure if she wished to adopt such a thing. He set the cloths on the foot of the bed before moving across to look at her vitals as well as what he could see of her work. "How's are you holding up?" He did not need to ask about stone, it was quite evident as toward her state. His gazed turned down on the Snow.
