Mwezi stood in the doorway to the Counselor’s office, looking inwards with an odd Expression on his face. Honestly he wasn’t sure what to think of this tradition. On the one hand, having a psychiatrist/psychologist person or team on board a ship was an intelligent move. On the other hand, it meant he’d have to talk to a stranger about his mental state. He wasn’t entirely sure if he liked the situation. Regardless, with his arrival in this timeline, it was necessary. So… Here he was.

Mwezi, CTO