"If that is what you wish, then I support you fully, e'lev."

"It's one of the few places I feel in my element, where I know what is what. How things work...that I matter. I'm glad you enjoy watching me."

"I will fight for you, if I have to. Mmm...kisses..."

"I hope you don't leave me for a used shuttle salesman."

>:/

"Yes, it feels nice...I'm glad you are with me, I know I'm not...typical...of a Romulan...but I'm glad you accept me."

"I'm too jumpy...I need to work on it...ohhh, that feels nice."

𝐻𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑚.

Alright...I didn't mean to go make you do work. Mother always said I was messy

That would be nice...yes

For both, I m-mean, a shirt and soup, and teleportation...but I know that isn't possible...the teleportation...shirts and soup is

𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚

I could see where teleportation would be very useful in combat, or in and out missions. Rescues...hmm

I've done a lot of zero g training, it is sort of flying...I used to get very ill from it

Flying?! What?

I do need a new shirt...I still haven't got used to you teleporting

Y-yes, I'm f-fine...you just startled me a little...

𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓

!!!

𝑀𝑖𝑥𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑟ℎ𝑙𝑎𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑦

𝐻𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑒𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑠

Pretty!

My Basil, my heart is yours. I will do my best to always guard and adore you, I know you struggle at times but are trying to turn your life around.

Hmmff...he wishes to drive a wedge between us...

it will not work

So he is a hypocrite, typical human.

He is rude...very r-rude.

𝐻𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑑 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚

"Oh, a red light sword, of course that is so evil...from someone with one green like blood. Do not bother me further."

"You are incorrect, I am aware of what they are, that they have the same fvadt weapon that it just so happens 𝘺𝘰𝘶 also have, that they have dangerous power like 𝘺𝘰𝘶 do as well...𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦."

Zorvaan is a Vorta, he was created to serve the Changelings, to be afraid and weak. He can't help what he is, I don't feel anger toward him, his entire species was tampered with to make them perfect slaves.

The hevam...I do not like him at all...I do not care what happens to him.

"Why are you antagonizing me if not seeking one? I have said what I would do, but you push and prod, insult and offend, suggest I am too weak and stupid to defend m-myself...I am not challenging you, I am merely warning you."

𝑅𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙, 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑒

"You are quite f-fortunate you are not on this ship, or you would learn that Basil is not the only dangerous individual here."

𝐴 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑

His m-master is 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯, of course he knows everything. I know you are tr-trying to do better, to be better...I know it is difficult. I unders-s-understand wanting to take action when threatened...or a loved one is

"I do not r-require your protection," ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑑𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦, "it is not for you t-to tell me whom I should or should not associate with...I thought you Jedi or whatever you are have hope of redeeming others, I see this is not so. N-not where Basil is concerned."

𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚, 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑠.

I don't understand the Force you talk about, the light and dark...why such a thing exists...or how to use it. I accept there are similar things here, and it appears to impact people here...like how Zorvaan can sense you...and you can hurt him

ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑, 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑡, 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒

"It appears that Basil may not be the only one requiring lessons in respect. I have already a-agreed that harming Zorvaan is wr-wrong, I said I would try to a-ah-address it..."