Mwezi tapped his hand against his side as he waited ‘patiently’ for the doctor. He knew the psych evaluation was a yearly ritual, and also necessary for arriving on a new ship, but he still didn’t particularly enjoy it - especially the boarding psych. Baring his emotional and mental state to a complete stranger was something he wasn’t sure he’d ever get used to in this timeline. Back on the Chernov, he just did his job and didn’t worry about his mental state.

Feeling his discomfort from a few corridors over, Kula sent a small pulse of comfort and care, and Mwezi un-clenched his hand and relaxed his shoulders. It was fine. He sent back a quick pulse of gratitude, then sighed and settled back into waiting for his appointment.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Mwezi
Security Officer USS Wolverine