A few hours had passed since his not so productive conversation with Cochrane but despite his best efforts hitting several hundred pucks at an empty hocket net Luke needed something or somewhere to cool down. He didn’t know how or even why he gravitated towards the Counselling suits but he knew that if anyone was able to help him it would be someone who was trained in doing just that. He had changed into his uniform, there was no relaxing after the hour he just had and after this, he planned on going to do some extra work, give on of the ensigns the night off, hell maybe all of them. He hesitated outside the door but when someone left, an engineer he was exposed and decided since he had already been seen he might as well head inside. He looked around to see if anyone was free when he saw the all to familiar white hair of Counsellor Rollo. “Excuse me counsellor” He called out trying to get her attention.

• Luke Wyatt