Revna wasn’t technically required to submit for a counseling eval, and for it wouldn’t be. But she’d promised she’d continue the sessions and she, being a trauma specialist, or had been, she knew it was important to continue with the sessions. She had a chip with her records from Kuno Virol on Centurion. Revna knew that healing like this took time, and she’d just thrust herself into a high stress job, and though she knew it was unrealistic to be ‘healed’ and didn’t expect it, she did expect that she would face it and deal with it. She took a very deep breath, revealing in the feel of the air moving through her lungs, a sensation she’d not take for granted ever again, and rang the chime on the door for the ship’s counselor.
Revna, Diplomatic Attaché