Cal winces as he coughs blood, jerking his eyes open some with a groan. One minute, he had been fighting against a friend turned traitor, the next he’s getting thrown into a wormhole, still injured. He looks around, hoping to find BD, but the bipedal droid is nowhere in sight as he hisses. “Damn,” he mumbles. “This isn’t something that was on my list this day.” He shakes his head to make sure his windswept ginger hair doesn’t end up in his green eyes as he groans in pain.