This is only a test.
So she was vas Normandy now. It was something to be proud of, she was sure of it, but something in the pit of her stomach was still not at ease with this. It had been a slow drift away from the flotilla, she'd thought, but now perhaps it was much faster than she'd assumed. She was sure that it seemed strange, her being on the Crew deck -- but Kenneth had assured her that he could handle matters on the deck for now and she -- needed to be around people.
She didn't venture to the Crew deck often because she didn't eat the meals the cook prepared, and she was still wary of the rest of the crew ... but tonight, she needed the company. Tali was seated at a table in the middle of the mess area, fingers flying busily over a datapad.
It wasn't the stimulating conversation she needed, after all - it was the movement and bustle that never seemed to cease even late in the night as it was.
She didn't venture to the Crew deck often because she didn't eat the meals the cook prepared, and she was still wary of the rest of the crew ... but tonight, she needed the company. Tali was seated at a table in the middle of the mess area, fingers flying busily over a datapad.
It wasn't the stimulating conversation she needed, after all - it was the movement and bustle that never seemed to cease even late in the night as it was.