Lucas walked down the hall and saw a man put his hand on a woman’s shoulder. “We’ll be together soon. One shoulder slid slightly up. One sided shrug. Lie. The affair would stay an affair. Lucas always looked like he was studying everyone around him, his head at a tilt, eyes narrowed.

When he entered sickbay, he looked down the line of biobeds. “If it bothers you any more, feel free to come back.” Fake smile. Hiding contempt. Doctor hates engineer.

Lucas approached a doctor. The one he thought was ranking in sickbay at the time. He spoke with a London accent. “Dr Lucas Calvin. New here.”

-Dr Lucas Calvin