Ashura quickly made himself presentable again, wiping blood from his lip and nose and cleaning off the wounds on his cheek and arm. He would need to get them seen to, eventually - perhaps as a ship worker if they came by for a kit. He didn't see a need to bother anyone else til the more serious injuries were taken care of.

He opened the door and turned, pausing when he saw Gideon standing so intimately close to Felix, stroking his cheek. It made his gut twist and he frowned, delicate lines forming on his brow.

"Don't do that," he said coldly from the doorway.