Tath pulled out his sash from a drawer in his quarters. He hasn’t worn it since Lt. Darz first disappeared. Now that she was back and safe, he felt it was time to wear it again. He had invited her to dinner, as they hadn’t had time to talk about what happened, and it seemed as though she was avoiding him. He had two wine cups on the table, he had made some Gagh, and lit some candles.
Lt. Sharvi, CMO