Sharah stepped off the turbolift with Joseph. She walked to her quarters and went in. When the door shut she hugged him rather suddenly, stepped back and smiled. “Thank you. You really helped me a lot today.” She turned around and stepped toward her desk. She pulled a pin out of her hair and tossed it onto the desk. There were several pictures on her desk now and a small Bonsai treee on her table. She waved at the replicator. “I’m afraid I can’t offer a fresh cooked meal tonight. I hope here is okay for dinner. My head’s been hurting some and I’m not up for the mess hall.” She figured as excited as she was about her project it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to accidentally influence others or herself.
Cadet Fayth, Doctor