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Jezem hummed the chorus of a catchy tune he didn’t know the words too as he stirred a pot of spicy curry. In the background, Argam bustled around the dinning table, setting out three plates for their dinner tonight. He had surprised his husband when he said wasn’t Shivan joining them tonight but the counselor that saw him and Shivan in his off hours. At first Argam had been suspicious, wondering why Jezem would invite the man to their house for dinner. The Ferengi believed that if Jezem would ever lethally poison a man then he’d do it in his own home, smile on his face as he fed the poor fool his last (delicious) meal.

“He’s willing to see me and deal with. . .” Jezem had trailed off while waving his hand in a vague way, “My everything. I suppose this is my ‘thanks for dealing with me’ treat.” Argam wasn’t exactly comforted by that explanation. His husband acted very strangely these past few weeks. With strange, out-of-character acts of generosity with no discussion about returned payment or kindness. Being less prone to random acts of violence and aggression. Worst of all, he caught Jezem laying face down on the couch, a bag of some human snack called ‘caramel kettle corn’ open on the cushions in front of him. Jezem laid there for a whole hour before standing up and acting as though it hadn’t happened.

Argam watched his husband carefully through the corner of his eye. Whoever this counselor was, Argam thought, I sure hope he likes spicy food.

Jezem (and Argam)

Séan arrived dressed to impress. Wasn’t as formal as a suit, but some nice slacks and a well starched shirt. He was a physically imposing man normally but the clothes hugged his body well and showed his definition accurately. He didn’t care for or even have any jewelry to wear, but he his body had been described as a work of art, so he was going for a fantastic first impression with Argam. He knocked lightly on the door and waited.

Counselor Iven

It was almost time for the counselor to arrive. Jezem platted three dishes of orion curry. A generous serving of soft and fluffy rice were heaped upon large round plates. With the bottom of a ladle Jezem created two rounded impressions in the rice. Into one impression he served a heaping spoonful of a meaty orange curry speckled with fragrant and savory green herbs. A thick, almost paste-like, curry of minced green and white vegetables and heavily seasoned with a bright purple herb that tasted like peppermint was set into the second. Each plate was garnished by tiny, edible purple and red flowers and thin and crispy shivers of a vegetable similar to an onion but with a more umami taste.

The plates were brought to the table and covered with a cloche to keep them warm until it was time to eat. Next to each covered plate was a bowl of local fruit and a tall glass of a chilled drink similar to a thick milk but with a flavor similar to taro root mixed with coconut. The drink and the green curry were cooling to the mouth and tounge from the intense and fiery spicy heat of the orange curry. Jezem frowned at the table, he turned to his husband and asked, “Where’s the centerpiece for the table?”

“The centerpiece?” Argam didn’t know there was supposed to be a centerpiece for the table. Jezem rolled his eyes. Just then, a knock from the door.

“Get the door, dearest while I fetch the centerpiece.” Jezem retreated somewhere deeper in the house to fetch whatever mysterious centerpiece he was referring too. Which left Argam to get the door as asked.

The Ferengi opened the door, smiling broadly at Séan. Argam was typical of his species, though perhaps on the smaller side, “Ah, welcome Mr. Ivan. Or do you prefer to go by your rank? But come in, I am Argam. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

Jezem

Séan stepped forward, offering a warm smile in return to Argam’s friendly greeting. “Thank you, Argam. You can call me Séan, that’s perfectly fine,” he replied, appreciating the Ferengi’s hospitality. He stepped inside, taking a moment to look around the interior of the house, noticing the unique decor and the scent of delicious food filling the air.

The decor was typical of orion tastes and sensibilities, everything being both functional and elegant. Color and texture interwove across textiles, wall, table and floor art pieces of varying sizes. Nestled against one wall was one stand out piece, a shrine displaying a golden relief of three goddess-like woman. One carried a baby alongside a handful of cut grains, the other had a face covering and held an urn. The middle figure and the largest held an orion style sword.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Argam. I’ve heard a lot about you from Jezem. He speaks very highly of you and I know you mean the universe to him,” Séan said, feeling happy to be there.

Counselor Iven

Argam glanced away, caught-off guard by the compliment, “He means just as much to me too. Come have a seat at the table, everything is set.” The Ferengi looked towards the hall across the room, “Jezem should be back any minute now, he went to fetch the centerpiece that I guess I forgot about.” Once seated at the table Argam asked, “How long have you been with Starfleet?”

Jezem (and Argam)

As Séan took his seat at the table, he could sense the genuine affection and care between Argam and Jezem. It was heartwarming to witness their bond, and it made him feel even more welcome in their home.

“I’ve been with Starfleet for about ten years now,” Séan replied to Argam’s question. “I started my career as a counselor and worked my way up from there. It’s been an interesting journey, to say the least.”

Counselor Iven

The Ferengi nodded along, “Yes, life takes many strange twists and turns and now we find ourselves on Oed V. Jezem said you arrived a few months after we did. Oed V is a wonderful colony, we’ve been quite content here. The economy is quite strong, but we shouldn’t discuss business over dinner.”

Jezem entered the room from the far hall carrying a black vase filled with golden flowers. He set the vase at the center of the long table so that it would not disrupt the dinners line of sight on each other. Jezem smiled fondly at Argam before addressing Séan, “Welcome to our home, counselor,” He said. Jezem had a similar idea of dressing up, but not to his usual ornate standards and his hair was pinned up to keep it out of his face and off his shoulders. “Let’s eat, I hope you like spicy foods.” He pulled the covers off their plates, and set them on the other side of the table before taking his seat. The air was rich with the smell of fragrant food and warm spices.

Jezem

Séan smiled warmly at Jezem as he returned with the vase of golden flowers, adding a touch of elegance to the already beautifully set table. “Thank you for having me, Jezem. The pleasure is truly mine,” he replied graciously.

“We’re always happy to host honored guests,” Argam said, and meant it. He was terribly honest like that but Jezem loved that about him.

As the covers were removed from the plates, revealing the sumptuous and aromatic dishes, Séan’s appetite was immediately piqued. The colors and presentation were inviting, and he could already imagine the explosion of flavors he was about to experience. “Spicy foods are absolutely my favorite,” Séan said with enthusiasm, eager to try the Orion curry.

He took a moment to look around the room, appreciating the decor and the inviting ambiance of their home. “You’ve created a wonderful and welcoming space here,” he commented. “It’s evident how much care and thought you put into everything.”

Jezem soaked in the compliments, and with a smile and playful tone said, “It only looks so wonderful because I didn’t let Argam touch any of the decorating.” Argam shook his head, but the Ferengi was smiling as well. It seemed to be an old joke between the two of them. Jezem continued, “But I did let him decorate the guest wing.” To which Argam grumbled “the guest wing is very nice.”

Turning his attention back to the food, Séan picked up his fork and took a small bite of the orange curry. The intense flavors danced on his palate, and he couldn’t help but let out a delighted sigh. “This is incredible, Jezem. You have a true talent for cooking.”

Counselor Iven

Jezem began with the orange curry as well, able to go several bites in a row before pausing to take a sip of his drink, “That or stubborn persistence. Whichever sounds more flattering and impressive. The orange curry was made with orion spices. The legal ones.” The illegal (but so much better) spices were kept hidden in a drawer and were only for his personal use. Those spices hit like a klingon and burned like the desert sun.

Jezem

Séan chuckled at Jezem’s remark about stubborn persistence. “Well, whether it’s talent or persistence, the result is truly delicious,” he complimented, taking another bite of the orange curry. He savored the combination of flavors, appreciating the complexity of the dish. He had to take a sip of his drink as well. “That’s got some kick to it.”

Counselor Iven

Argam, who was starting to sweat from the heat of the spices said, “Orions love their spices, even their desserts can be spicy. They are also fond of savory breads.” The poor man didn’t seem to handle spicy well as he took big bites of the green curry and big sips his drink after every tiny bite of orange curry. “Though there is one dish that is particularly divine, marinated stomach meat stuffed with these sweet bush leaves and fruit chutney. One would not think to eat leaves but after stewing in the stomach they become soft and are bursting with flavor”

“If food does not excite the senses then it is not worth eating,” Jezem said, “A proper Orion banquet is something to behold. Dishes are carefully planned weeks in advanced to ensure the freshest and finest ingredients can be sourced. The presentation of the food and the plates are just as important to how it tastes. Wine and liquor flow freely. It is considered a grave insult if the alochol or food run out during such events.”

Jezem

Séan listened with fascination as Argam and Jezem shared more about Orion cuisine and the cultural significance of their feasts. The descriptions of the marinated stomach meat and the attention to detail in planning the banquets painted a vivid picture of the rich culinary traditions of the Orions.

“Your passion for food and the art of dining is evident,” Séan remarked with a smile. “It’s clear that the Orions truly appreciate the pleasures of the table and make dining a memorable and sensory experience.”

As Jezem spoke about the importance of presentation and abundance in Orion banquets, Séan couldn’t help but imagine the grandeur of such events. It seemed like an incredible feast that would leave a lasting impression on anyone lucky enough to partake in it.

“It sounds like a remarkable cultural experience,” Séan said. “I can see why such gatherings are held in high regard among the Orions. It’s not just about nourishment but also about creating a feast for the senses.”

Counselor Iven

Jezem nodded, “We even have a saying ‘To decide which party to attend, pick the one with the fattest host’, it’s always the fat Orions who have the most refined culinary tastes.”

“A Ferengi would tell you to attend the party with the most profit potential. Though, Ferengi seem to only host parties to network or because they’ll profit from it. Such dry affairs those and the food is never really good,” Argam added.

“The other thing about Orion banquets,” Jezem added with sly look, “There’s always some kind of entertainment, usually dancers unless the host is trying to stand out with something more exotic, and they almost always end in wild sex. As most nights of unbridled indulgences tend to end. So do take care should you ever attend one.”

Jezem

Séan raised an eyebrow, amused and intrigued by the cultural differences between the Orions and the Ferengi. He chuckled at the saying about attending the party with the fattest host, finding it both humorous and indicative of the Orions’ emphasis on indulgence and culinary pleasures.

“The Ferengi perspective on parties doesn’t surprise me,” Séan replied with a playful smile. “Indeed, I’ve heard about the Ferengi’s penchant for seeking profit in every aspect of life. But I must admit, the allure of Orion banquets with their exquisite cuisine and lavish displays of wealth is quite tempting.”

As Jezem mentioned the entertainment and the wild nature of such banquets, Séan couldn’t help but chuckle again. It seemed like the Orions embraced their desires and passions to the fullest, making their gatherings truly memorable and uninhibited affairs.

“I’ll certainly keep that in mind,” Séan said, his smile widening. “Attending an Orion banquet sounds like an experience not to be taken lightly. The cultural insights and the culinary delights would be something to cherish.”

Counselor Iven

“You’ll fit right in with thinking like that,” Jezem commented, “Very Orion-like in attitude and spirit.” For a minute he toyed with the food on his place, using his utensils to shift curry and rice together but taking no further bites. Argam caught the distracted behavior and watched Jezem with open concern before remembering they had a guest.

“Ah, but we have been selfish, talking so much about our cultures and species. What of humans of your background?” Argam said, taking the lead in continuing conversation. Whatever mood that seemed to have caught Jezem passed and the Orion resumed eating.

Jezem

Séan smiled at Jezem’s comment, appreciating the comparison to Orion-like attitudes and spirit. While he knew he had his own individuality as a human, he also understood that cultural exchange and openness to different perspectives were essential aspects of his role as a Starfleet counselor.

“Well, humans are known for their diverse cultures and perspectives,” Séan began, engaging in the conversation with Argam. “Earth, the homeworld of humans, is a melting pot of cultures, and Starfleet itself is a representation of the United Federation of Planets, which encompasses numerous species and civilizations. As a counselor, I’ve had the opportunity to interact with and learn from various cultures, and it has been an enriching experience.”

He paused for a moment, thinking about how best to describe the essence of humanity. “Humanity has a strong drive for exploration and curiosity. We have a desire to understand the unknown and to seek out new possibilities. This spirit of exploration has led us to explore not only the physical universe but also the depths of our own minds and emotions.”

“We value principles like compassion, empathy, and the pursuit of knowledge,” Séan continued. “At our best, humans strive to build connections, foster understanding, and promote harmony among different species and civilizations. Of course, we’re not without our flaws and challenges, but the desire for progress and unity remains a guiding force.”

Counselor Iven

“Humans are quite a bold species,” Argam said, “You explore because you can, for the joy of discovery without expecting return of investment or promise of a future venture. Not many species have such a desires. Nor the desire to include other species and their cultures into their own fold without assimilation. Take this colony for example. It is a testament to human spirit and I am quite excited to be part of such a venture. It is. . . what you humans like to say, a new frontier? Yes, something like that. It will be quite interesting to see what the future holds.”

Jezem smiled at his husband, “Argam is an impossible optimist,” he said, “Put him in any scenario and he’ll find someway to spin it into an opportunity. Though, he is correct, there are many interesting opportunities out here.” It will be even more interesting should the colony succeed from the Federation. Though, whether for good or ill Jezem couldn’t say. “Humans, I’ll say, are quite stubborn.”

Jezem

Séan chuckled warmly at Argam’s optimism and Jezem’s assessment of human stubbornness. “You both make excellent points,” Séan replied. “Humans do have a unique blend of curiosity and determination. It’s that spirit of exploration and the willingness to take risks that has led to many significant advancements and discoveries throughout our history. The desire to understand and connect with other species, rather than assimilate them, is indeed one of the hallmarks of the Federation’s principles.”

“As for Oed V being a new frontier, you’re absolutely right,” Séan continued. “It’s a bold endeavor, and it will be fascinating to see how the colony evolves and thrives. The challenges and opportunities that lie ahead will undoubtedly shape the future of this place, and I have no doubt that your optimism and adaptability will be invaluable in this venture.”

“You are much too kind,” Argam said, pleased by the compliments. He felt Oed had a great future and spared no effort in convincing Jezem to take the leap of faith to move here. Thus far it’s proved successful. Even reconnecting with Shivan was a pleasant but not unwelcome surprise. Regardless of the danger the other brought, Argam had no regrets.

“Of course, along with the joy of discovery, there will be trials to overcome,” Séan added. “But it’s precisely the determination and resilience of the human spirit that will see us through those challenges.”

Counselor Iven

“There is no shortage for either,” Jezem said. He noted everyone’s more or less finished plates, “Shall we take dessert now?”

Argam nodded enthusiastically, “Let’s have dessert in the courtyard. It should be nice and cool out now that the sun is mostly set. Dearest, why don’t you show our guest the way and I shall take care of bringing dessert out.”

“Alright, this way, counselor,” Jezem stood from the table and lead the way across the living area, past the shrine and to the opposite wall for floor-to-ceiling windows opened into the courtyard built between the two wings of the house. The courtyard featured Orion architecture and design to create a cooling space where one could bask in the heat of day and sit comfortably at night. A rectangular wadding pool no more than knee depth stretched across the middle of the space and dividing it in two. Multiple free standing white pillars were evenly spaced through the space, each topped by flourishing hanging plants and vines. There were rings on the pillars where hangings could be hung to create as much shade as needed.

Jezem took a seat at metal table with metal chairs and soft fabric cushions. He stared out at the wading pool for a moment before asking, “How do you know when you’re happy?”

Jezem

Séan followed Jezem to the courtyard, taking in the beauty of the Orion architecture and the carefully designed space. The soft lighting from the setting sun cast a warm glow over the area, creating a peaceful atmosphere. As they settled at the metal table, Séan couldn’t help but feel a sense of tranquility amidst the lush surroundings.

Jezem’s question about happiness was unexpected, but Séan appreciated the opportunity for a more introspective conversation. He took a moment to consider his response before replying, “Happiness, I believe, is a deeply personal and subjective experience. It can be difficult to define precisely, as it varies from one individual to another. For some, happiness might be linked to achieving specific goals or milestones. For others, it could be the feeling of contentment and peace that comes from being in the presence of loved ones or engaging in activities they’re passionate about.”

He paused, gazing out at the courtyard and the serene ambiance it provided. “Personally, I find happiness in the small moments of connection and understanding. Moments when I can truly connect with someone and make a positive impact in their life. It’s the feeling of fulfillment that comes from helping others and knowing that I’ve made a difference.”

Counselor Iven

Jezem closed his eyes. Soaking in the feel of the sun on his skin, the sound of the water lapping against the edge of the pool, the rustle of leaves in the wind. Naanni’s question buzzing in his head like the summer bugs that seemed to evolve no matter where you went. Are you happy there? Jezem was with Argam, of course he was happy. He had an easy life of wealth. He could buy anything he wanted without checking his budget or saving first or having to haggle his way to a better price because that beautiful necklace was just a little too expensive but if the seller could go down just a little on the price. Making food for himself and his husband and helping with Argam’s business.

If that wasn’t happiness then what was? What did it mean to be happy? There were no goals for milestones he desired, he lived the ideal Orion life of wealth and indulgence. Could it be contentment and peace? Life on Oed V wasn’t as chaotic or dangerous as his life as a pirate. No life or death scenarios once or twice a week and criminal rivals to plot against. He loved Argam and he felt content and at peace when around his husband. That was it though, Argam couldn’t fill every space of him or his life. Jezem loved his husband more than anything, loved him so dearly it bordered obsessive. What was missing?

Jezem could never find happiness in helping others. No, that wasn’t quite right. He actually liked helping Shivan. He couldn’t find happiness in helping those he did not already care about. What? What would make him happy? How in the hells could he answer that one little question? “And what happens when a person doesn’t know what would make them happy?”

Jezem

Séan listened attentively to Jezem’s question, recognizing the complexity and significance behind it. Finding true happiness was a profound and deeply personal journey for anyone, and not knowing what would make one happy could indeed be challenging.

He took a moment to formulate a thoughtful response. “It’s not uncommon for individuals to be uncertain about what would truly make them happy,” Séan said, his voice gentle and understanding. “Happiness can be elusive, and sometimes it requires exploration and introspection to uncover what brings joy and fulfillment to your life.”

He leaned back in his chair, allowing the gentle breeze to sweep across his face. “In such situations, it can be helpful to embark on a journey of self-discovery. Take the time to reflect on your values, passions, and desires. Consider what activities or pursuits ignite a sense of excitement or contentment within you. Look back at your life and identify moments when you felt the happiest and most fulfilled.”

Séan turned to meet Jezem’s gaze, his expression compassionate. “Sometimes, happiness can be found in the small, seemingly insignificant moments. It’s about recognizing and savoring those moments as they come. But if you find yourself struggling to uncover what would make you happy, don’t be afraid to seek support from others, whether it’s a friend, a loved one, or even a professional counselor. Talking through your thoughts and emotions with someone else can offer fresh perspectives and insights.”

He paused, allowing his words to settle. “Remember, Jezem, it’s okay not to have all the answers right away. Life is a journey of growth and discovery, and it’s perfectly normal to evolve and change over time. Give yourself the space and time you need to explore what brings you true happiness, and be patient with yourself throughout the process.”

Séan’s advice was filled with empathy and genuine care, his intention to offer support and guidance in navigating the complexities of finding happiness.

Counselor Iven

Jezem, who had been quietly listening all the while, stared off in the distance. His gaze pointed at the house where he could see Argam struggling with a tray carrying their desserts. Exploration and introspection. He never had the time, the luxury, to stop and think about what it was that made him happy. What gave him meaning. Too many things to do; a ship to run, a crew to manage, jobs to find. For too long he lived day by day, scraping every bit of power and wealth he could grab to buy himself into higher ranks. Then Argam came and removed that pressure. relieved the burden of having to fight for everything he could get.

Then there was this counselor. Talking to him with genuine emotion and care. Freely given. No expectation or consideration to repayment not even a mention of a favor to called in for the future. How did people do that? Freely give and care and love, even to total strangers. People you may never see again yet are still shown genuine care and concern. That part of him didn’t exist. Jezem felt as though that ability to give and feel freely were crushed from him long ago. Shaped and molded by the cruelties of the universe. Rotten from the inside out. At some point in time his past turned from his pool of strength into a nest of chains.

It was all too much. Argam emerged from the house, still struggling to balance the tray and Jezem hopped up from his chair to assist. He took hold of the tray and brought it over to the table. Three tall glasses were set down. Earth-style fruit parfait that used a mix of Earth and Orion fruits. The fruits were roasted to bring out their complex flavors and sweetness, then cooled before set between layers of yogurt and drizzles of local honey. For a bit of crunch, Jezem added spiced granola clusters to the top.

“Enjoy,” Jezem said, leaving Argam to pass out the silverware.

Jezem

Séan nodded in gratitude as he was given the dessert and silverware.He had laid a lot on Jezem, so he stayed quiet to enjoy the dessert and the peaceful ambiance.

Counselor Iven

Argam, sensing the the more somber and reflective mood, didn’t attempt to make any conversation. It was nice enough to sit in silence enjoying the courtyard and the tasty dessert. Jezem rarely went outside Orion cuisine so the Ferengi savored the Earth-style dessert. After a while, when their spoons hit the bottom of the glasses the Ferengi asked, “A glass of wine to finish the evening?”

“Wine sounds lovely,” Jezem said, then to Séan he asked, “Red or white?”

Jezem

Séan looked hesitant for a moment. “I’m not much of a wine drinker. What would you recommend to follow up the dessert? I’ll go with your recommendation.”

Counselor Iven

“A white wine would do,” Jezem said and looked to Argam who seemed deep in thought.

After a moment the Ferengi snapped his fingers, “I think we have a bourbon somewhere. A gift from someone or another. Too strong for me, anyways. Let me see. . .” The Ferengi walked up to the seemingly solid black wall that marked the boundary of the courtyard and pressed his fingers against a section that opened up revealing a hidden bar. After digging through many bottles of wine he pulled out a white wine and small bottle of bourbon. “There we are!”

Argam brought over the drinks and presented the bottle of bourbon to Séan, “Would this do?”

Jezem

Séan’s eyes lit up. “Oh that will do nicely! I’m honestly surprised there’s a bottle this far away from Earth. The best I’ve found is some Irish stouts that I was going to try out later.”

Counselor Iven

“Ask a Ferengi, we have the weirdest collection of things.” Argam said, pouring a glass for Séan, “I can’t even tell you where that bottle came from, only that it was gifted to me by someone interested in doing business and wanted to make a good impression. Guess he wasn’t that memorable. Either way, I’m happy to know you’ll have something you’ll like.”

Jezem hummed, “It’s all yours. That kind of drink isn’t to our tastes.”

Jezem

Séan lightly swirled the bourbon in the glass then gave the aroma a sniff. It definitely had the pungent aroma of a top shelf bourbon. He took a small sip and let it sit on his palette for a moment before he swallowed. He had a look of surprise as he looked at Argam and then Jezem. That was a fantastically aged bourbon. “Oh my, whoever it was the was trying to make a good impression had admirable taste in bourbons. You’re sure it’s alright for me to take the bottle?”

Counselor Iven

“Go ahead, as my husband said that kind of alcoholic drink is not really to our tastes. It would be wasted on us,” Argam said, “Though, now I wish I could remember the fellow’s name. At least to send a thank you card. Do you remember, dearest?”

Jezem hummed taking a sip of his wine before answering, “I haven’t a clue and it was only seven months ago.” He tried but he really came up blank, “Must be one of those people, the kind cursed with a forgettable face.”

Jezem

Séan chuckled lightly, understanding that sometimes people simply don’t leave a lasting impression, even if their gestures were generous. “It happens,” he replied, savoring sip of the bourbon. “Some encounters in life are fleeting, and the memory of those involved may fade over time. But what matters is the kindness and generosity that was shared in that moment.”

He took a moment to appreciate the tranquil atmosphere of the courtyard, the gentle rustling of the leaves, and the soothing sounds of water from the wading pool. “You’ve created a truly serene and inviting space here,” Séan remarked, looking around at the carefully designed Orion architecture and lush greenery.

“It’s evident that you both have a deep appreciation for the finer things in life, be it food, culture, or the beauty of nature,” he continued. “And I have no doubt that your venture here on Oed V will be a remarkable success, given your passion and determination.”

Counselor Iven

“Thank you, that is most kind of you to say. My husband worked very hard,” Argam said, “Let us toast,” He raised his drink, “To future and all the wealth it brings. And not just profit kind of wealth,” He added with a grin. Jezem blinked, he had been staring into his glass, but quickly raised his as well with a smile. Argam continued, “We mortal beings only have one life, er, one mortal life and one spiritual life according to my husband, but it should be spent living to the fullest. Without regret or shame.”

“Well said, dear,” said Jezem

Jezem

“To living life to the fullest,” Séan said, raising his glass and joining the toast. “May each day bring you joy, prosperity, and a wealth of experiences that enrich your spirits and hearts.”

The counselor took a moment to appreciate the sentiment behind Argam’s words. It was clear that the couple valued not only material wealth but also the richness of life itself—the connections they formed, the pleasures they enjoyed, and the journey they embarked upon together.

Counselor Iven

“May we find the divine in the mundane and the light in the dark, for the path forward is not always below where our next step lands” Jezem added, the words held a religious quality to them. The expression well-worn and familiar. They drank to their toast for for a moment Jezem was content in the moment. Tomorrow is tomorrow so he can let tonight be tonight. This place, Oed V, was his home now for the foreseeable future. For however long they’re here, days, months, years, he should make the most of it. He’ll find the answer to Naanni’s question.

Jezem

As Séan listened to Jezem’s heartfelt words, he couldn’t help but appreciate the wisdom and depth of the Orion’s beliefs. The notion of finding the divine in the mundane and the light in the dark resonated with the counselor. It reminded him of the importance of seeking meaning and purpose in every aspect of life, even in the seemingly ordinary or challenging moments.

“Your words hold great wisdom,” Séan said, acknowledging the significance of Jezem’s expression. “Indeed, life is filled with both the mundane and the extraordinary, and it’s in those ordinary moments that we often discover profound truths and insights. Embracing the journey, both its highs and lows, allows us to grow and find meaning in our experiences.”

Counselor Iven

“It’s just an old saying,” Jezem said with a wave of his hand. All these heartfelt words and compliments and platitudes were starting to wear him down. No matter how nice the compliments were (and deserved) a man can only take so much. He stood and cleared the glassware from the table to take back inside the house. “Let me get these out of the way,” He said, to give him an excuse to retreat into the house and give himself a mental break.

Argam, who seemed to know this was the case, was more than happy to take up the host slack, “Thank you again for joining us tonight, it’s not often we get to host guests. Especially for casual dinners such as this.”

Jezem

“I have greatly enjoyed myself.” Séan said as he took another sip from his glass. “I must admit I’m not used to seeing Jezem in a, uh, domestic setting like this. Of course this is only my fourth time meeting him, but I am coming to appreciate his various facets.”

Counselor Iven

“It is something I had not expected him to so readily adapt to given the, ah, adventerous lifestyle he lived before we came together,” Argam said, “He is always surprising me like that. Sometimes I feel like a married a contradicting and trapped puzzle, so it is a good thing I like difficult puzzles.” Argam laughed a little, shaking his head at a memory of Jezem upset and he trying everything to figure out the reason why. Flowers usually solved everything. “I’m sure you’ll eventually see his other facets, some nicer than others. Jezem is a man of extremes and which ‘facet’ of himself he feels like displaying can change on a whim.” The devotion and reverence was easy to hear in Argam’s words.

Jezem

Séan smiled warmly at Argam’s description of Jezem. It was clear that their relationship was filled with depth, understanding, and genuine affection. The Orion’s admiration and devotion to his husband were evident in his words, and Séan could appreciate the complexities that made up a person’s character.

“It’s clear that you have a deep connection with Jezem,” Séan remarked. “Such relationships are beautiful in their ability to reveal different facets of ourselves and bring out both the best and most challenging parts of who we are. It’s through this journey of exploration, understanding, and acceptance that we truly grow as individuals and partners.”

He took a moment to reflect before continuing, “And in a universe as vast and diverse as ours, encountering and embracing these complexities can be both exciting and enriching. Life, in its entirety, is an ever-unfolding story of self-discovery and connection with others. I believe it’s these nuances that make each person unique and fascinating.”

Séan admired the strength of their bond and felt a sense of gratitude for the opportunity to learn about their culture and lives. “Thank you for sharing these moments with me,” he said sincerely. “It’s been an honor to spend this time with you both, and I’m grateful for the chance to witness the beautiful dynamics of your relationship.”

Counselor Iven

Had he not already had the feeling that Sèan was a good fellow with a good and compassionate heart, Argam would have suspected the man as having an ulterior motive. Normally a Ferengi doesn’t receive so many compliments and heartfelt insights in one night! Having met the counselor now, Argam felt a sense of relief. He had worried about his husband’s strange behavior of late and had been surprised when Jezem announce he was starting therapy. Argam has known Jezem for almost a decade now, and in all those years there was one core truth to Jezem. The orion protected his secrets and past like A Grand Nagus with his vault of treasures.

“Perhaps we can have another dinner in the future, if Jezem agrees as well.” One dinner might be his husband’s limit. At least until Sèan worms deeper into his husband’s good graces and acceptance. Now that he thought about it, maybe the counselor wasn’t too far off about life and ever-unfolding stories of self-discovery and growth. Wherever Jezem’s story lead him, he had Argam’s full support and encouragement. “If it is not too prying to ask, are you in a relationship, Sèan?”

Jezem

Séan smiled warmly at Argam’s suggestion of another dinner in the future. He could sense the genuine care and concern Argam had for his husband, and the counselor felt grateful for the opportunity to be a part of their lives, even if just for a brief moment.

“As a Starfleet officer, my life is often filled with new encounters and exciting adventures,” Séan replied. “But it does mean that relationships can be more challenging to maintain. At the moment, I am not in a committed relationship. However, I have made wonderful friendships and connections throughout my journey, and those bonds are just as meaningful to me.”

He thought for a moment before continuing, “My focus has always been on helping others, understanding their needs, and providing support in any way I can. It brings me a great sense of fulfillment and purpose to be there for those who seek guidance or simply a listening ear.”

Counselor Iven

“You are a very understanding person. Not many are as committed and kind as you. Reminds me of an old human saying I’m rather fond of, ‘when you love the work you do you’ll never work a day in your life’. That one always stood out to me and you remind me of it very much.” He hoped things worked out in the human’s romantic life. The Ferengi didn’t believe one needed a romantic relationship to live a full and happy life. It was a great comfort to those that wanted and sought after love. Perhaps one of life’s turns will come and the counselor will find someone who makes him just as happy as his work.

On the horizon the sun hugged the distant earth, turning it brilliant orange and mauve. Around the courtyard lights flickered on automatically to cast the outside in warm orange and yellow light. “Shall we go back inside?” Argam asked. By now Jezem should be ready to handle more social interaction.

Jezem

Séan smiled warmly at Argam’s kind words and the human saying he mentioned. “Thank you for your generous words,” he replied, feeling touched by the sentiment. “I do feel fortunate to have found a path that brings me fulfillment and purpose. Helping others and forming meaningful connections is a calling I can’t imagine living without.”

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and mauve, Séan nodded in agreement with Argam’s suggestion to go back inside. “Of course, let’s head back in,” he said, he finished his drink and stood up from the his seat.

Counselor Iven

The dinning table was cleared of dishes. Jezem stood behind the kitchen counter, packing Shivan’s lunch for the next few days with the left over curry and dessert. Without him, Shivan would eat take-out or easy replicated food all day and Jezem barely considered such things proper food. The man had his own kitchen and the money to buy food at the markets yet refused to cook anything. Once the lunches were packed and set away there was some curry left over. Jezem looked to Séan, “Want the leftovers? There’s a enough left for a light lunch.”

Jezem

“Thank you but no.” Séan declined politely with a hand raised. “It was delicious but I’m not actually a fan of leftovers. I think because I grew up on ships where storing them was never really a thing. Just got so used to replicated food.”

Counselor Iven

Jezem raised his gaze to the ceiling, as though beseeching a higher power to grant him patience, “You Federation people and your obsession with replicators and replicated food. I will never understand it.” Replicated food was not real food and no, Jezem didn’t care if it perfectly nutritious and mathematically flavorful and perfect. Food should be cherished, lovingly made with ingredients grown or raised. “Next you’ll tell me you never learned to cook because any food you could ever want was at your finger tips.”

Jezem

Séan did not look directly at Jezem. It was super awkward as he couldn’t respond in a reasonable manner. “I will not tell you.” He answered instead.

Counselor Iven

“Mmhmm,” Jezem hummed, but since Séan has been so polite tonight Jezem will not brutally, maliciously tease him. “We all have to start somewhere,” He said magnanimously. Smiling, though it look suspiciously close to a smirk, he added, “I wasn’t always the amazing cook you see today.”

Jezem