~snip......~

She gave him a soft smile. “Of course.” Hopefully tomorrow she won’t be such a wreck and could function more professionally. Leah didn’t regret her little breakdown, and she was glad to have found a way to do so, but the circumstances were not ideal. All she knew for certain was that she had a lot of thinking to do.

~Leah Hart, NP

Dovek left and tried twice to engage with crewman but it did not go well, they politely declined but he could feel that they were uncomfortable. That night he spent time listening to deltan music wondering if he should go home, maybe give up his dreams of starfleet. He would start weighing his options. He then sat and mourned Juno privately, she had been his only true friend, and eventual secret lover. Her death had ripped out a part of his soul he was not sure he would ever get back.

After his shift the next day he was his calm, happy, controlled self, everything starfleet commanded him to be. He stepped up to Leah’s door and rang the bell.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Zaril Dovek
Communication Officer U.S.S Sentinel