Dawson wasn’t technically starfleet anymore, but his role on the ship was that of an intelligence officer, without the rank and title obviously. He had done command before. Leading wasn’t difficult for him. But it was nice to let someone else have the reigns every now and then.

He also had not lost his contacts throughout this area of the galaxy. So when news came of a certain ship gone rogue, he felt it time to get certain introductions underway. Obviously a briefing was coming up, but he would make sure to inquire about this…other thing.

Dawson strolled up nonchalantly and pressed the door chime to the intelligence office.

-Dawson, Intel