<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/84/Kavish_Teel_Trill_2.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>b Lieutenant Kavash Teel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Engineering/ Forward Deflector Control<br/><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong><br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br/><br/>Kavash noticed the silent contemplation at his words regarding her strength and letting it feed her not harm her.  He felt for her, understanding the natural urge to doubt oneself in the face of tragedy or pain.  He wasn't sure about what had happened to understand how she might blame herself or feel like she wasn't as strong as she was, but she would get through it eventually, hopefully without the constant nagging of the Doctor or the counselor.<br/><br/>He reached out a hand and held her wrist in a motion of support, looking up into her deep blue eyes.  He didn't need to say anything, he was sure he'd already told her how he was there for her.  When her mind shifted to the operatic rendition of the novel, Kavash nodded happily.  "I would love that."  He replied, dropping his hand with a friendly nod.  "Well, as much as I would love to spend the rest of the day talking you Veyea, I think we need to get back to the bridge before the Captain interrupts."