Jen came into sickbay. He didn’t need to but wanted to see what was happening there, if anything, and make an inquiry.

Pausing in the doorway he saw Evrilla. He had not met her and, admittedly, had been behind in his checks with newer crew, especially the officers. His military past tended to have closer contact with his next in rank soldiers. This Starfleet model appeared less connected. Or perhaps he was not in that swing of things. What he had first noted was that Evrilla was Aenar, but yet, not appearing typical of her kind. It had been a while since he had seen anyone of his ‘kin’ per se.

Pressing his legs back into motion he approached her. “Doctor. Apologies for my tardiness in not greeting you earlier.”
- Jen, XO