It’s true, once again. What she told Tasha. It is not always that her teammates do not want to see her, but that they, too, need time to come to grips with her sudden return to life. That the progenitors of StarFleet might return without this havoc, because she is something that strikes each of their hearts personally and far more deeply.
The same ways she feels the conflict running itself, tightly reined back, in the captain. The deep and unchecked well of respect. The ache of both the lost and the found. Old guilt and grief. Strange relief twined with reticence. The agreement with her idea, even side-by-side with the careful wariness she know now is his considering every angle of the possibility before jumping to an answer for the wrong reasons.
“Exactly.” Deanna smiles brightly, proud for the point, and for the decision of handling it more in private. This part of it was not one to announce in the middle of the meeting. “It could be mutually beneficial to all involved.”
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It’s true, once again. What she told Tasha. It is not always that her teammates do not want to see her, but that they, too, need time to come to grips with her sudden return to life. That the progenitors of StarFleet might return without this havoc, because she is something that strikes each of their hearts personally and far more deeply.
The same ways she feels the conflict running itself, tightly reined back, in the captain. The deep and unchecked well of respect. The ache of both the lost and the found. Old guilt and grief. Strange relief twined with reticence. The agreement with her idea, even side-by-side with the careful wariness she know now is his considering every angle of the possibility before jumping to an answer for the wrong reasons.
“Exactly.” Deanna smiles brightly, proud for the point, and for the decision of handling it more in private. This part of it was not one to announce in the middle of the meeting. “It could be mutually beneficial to all involved.”