Zumi was quiet a moment. She knew Yammo was right, and was mentally kicking herself for not noticing it at the time. She'd been too focused on the immediate situation, and concern for the happiness of one of the few actual friends she could claim. A friend that had given her all the happiness in the world, even though nobody knew how much happiness he was leaving behind when they parted ways.
"Donor's not going to fly, is it?" she said a bit ruefully.