Collan shook his head.
"Keshani...between Juno, Niil, Trax, and Nim, life support will be straining. For safety's sake, you'll need to come with us. The Rogue Shadow's systems were really designed for only a small complement. I'm a pretty good field medic and Ch'lana's ship," there was a definitely pang and catch in Collan's voice as he thought of the recently deceased Jedi-teacher and friend of sorts.
"Between the master Jedi and myself we should be able get it off you," Collan explained.
[ooc: Craig, I assume that Collan knows how to do field surgery to extract shrapnel and all that. As well as where slave trackers are normally put and how to find them.]