<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/memoryalpha/images/1/19/Evek.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20120915142130&amp;path-prefix=en)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt.Cdr. Un'lar Adaal<br/><strong>Location:</strong>USS Redemption Docking Port<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br/><br/>Un'lar listened to her, eyes on her face as she explained the cause of the embarrassment... considering what she said. The emotions flicked across her face and body language quite quickly. He paused for a moment after she was finished, weighing matters clearly, tapping his fingers together as he thought. Finally he stopped... and pushed a few keys on his display.<br/><br/>"Unfortunately Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek, the request is difficult for me to ignore. While your Zhavey may be the ultimate source, it was a superior of mine in Starfleet Medical who filed it. They do have the authority to request such, with little to no explanation. I'll have to schedule you a time for the physical."<br/><br/>Un'lar held up a hand to pause any complaints from the Andorian. His fingers pressed a few buttons... bringing up the schedule. Which showed... one hour, every day a week available. An hour that Un'lar already knew the Ensign would be on shift for. Said booking periods extended out until the time already scheduled for her next physical, which would be occurring on schedule.<br/><br/>"The request was sent low priority, meaning that it is unlikely to be screened. It also means that the requested scan, unless I find otherwise, does not justify interrupting a duty assignment. That does constrain us. It may be that we have to delay this scan over and over. It would be a real shame to see it frustrated so, but unfortunately, regulations do tie my hands on this one."<br/><br/>Un'lar smiled at her, and very slowly and deliberately gave the ensign a wink. It wasn't a gesture that came naturally to him. But he'd been informed the slow, obvious deliberateness made it... more humorous, rather than less. When he said that he failed to see why, that usually got even more laughter, which just seemed to be inviting a vicious cycle. He'd generally just stopped trying to figure that particular matter out, and accepted it was the way it was.<br/><br/>"Though, as your doctor, I do express some concern about your faith that you are perfectly healthy. In my experience, no one can claim that. Have you arranged for your quarters to be cooled to your comfort, and adjusted your caloric intake for the longer time you will be spending in the human's favored temperatures?"<br/><br/>He asked, moving the conversation onward. Even if these were obvious things that she would know to do, he was still a doctor, and he would still nag at them. He'd had a few patients who considered setting up their environmental controls to their species normal range as indicative of weakness. This was remarkably correlated with complaints about headaches and exhaustion.