The morning they docked at Ogtholious IV Dradvia had a short shift in sickbay early that morning. Then she returned to her quarters. She didn’t have many Civilian clothes, but for what she was doing she didn’t want to stand out in her uniform.

While she dressed she queried the computer. “Computer what does the Betazoid word Arhaveli mean?” She would tell Noril anyway, but she wanted to know what she was saying. “IN BETZED ARHAVELI TRANSLATES TO ‘SEE YOU SOON’.” Dradvia hoped it was true.

She wore a long sleeved cotton short in a washed Grey, with dark blue jeans. A clothing item.from Earth that she found lasted a long time and didn’t need replacing. She brushed her hair so that it fell across her forehead, hiding her ja’risia, then she added a loose thin scarf. She could pull it over her hair and around her fave if needed. It also worked somewhat like a shawl and wrapped about her shoulders. She took a small bag with her.

She didn’t have time to see Sisnil before she left. That was probably better. She wouldn’t avoid him, but their conversation the night before… well he didn’t say how he felt, only that how she felt was mutual. That wasn’t really a declaration of anything. Maybe it was for him? Dradvia didn’t have the benefit of empathy to infer exactly what he meant.

When she reached the surface, she tucked her combadge into a pocket of her jeans. She didn’t want to be recognized as anything. She headed toward the main shops. She didn’t want to run straight to what she was doing. She would make her way there, she had time.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer