Feeling the need for sustenance T’Leia made her way to the galley and as she entered she noted her colleague Stovik sitting by himself near one of the viewports. Making her way over to the galley counter she ordered some plomeek soup and flat bread. Once it was ready she picked up her tray and moved over to join Stovik.

“Healer.” She said as she reached his table and he looked away from the viewport he had been looking out and nodded to her.

“Please sit, Commander.” Stovik said as he moved a padd which he had laying on the table so she could set down her tray. “We have not had a chance to speak since you first joined the Bonaventure. How are you finding working with the crew?” He asked as he picked up his tea to sip while waiting for her to answer.

“It has been an adjustment but I believe I have found a workable relationship with them.” T’Leia said as she picked up her spoon to begin sipping her soup. “I do not seem to be garnering the same sense of antipathy with a few so I see it as an improvement.”

Commander T’Leia