<br/><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/>"Teel has given me a much broader perspective on the universe that I'm very grateful for regardless of whether I was supposed to be joined to her or not."  Kavash commented having realized years ago how fortunate they both were that he was available when he was.  Had he not been there, Rasis and Teel would have died together and the life experience of Teel would have been lost to them.  Besides that, Kavash would have missed out on so much.<br/><br/>The suggestion that Kavash not call her ma'am in private made him laugh. Teel had never been super big on rank or decorum.  Having been a joined with scientists rather than a Starfleet officers more often, she generally found the customs and courtesies of Starfleet rank annoying.  She'd accepted it of course because it was the way things were done.  But given a chance to drop the decorum, Teel tended to jump on those suggestions.  "Very well.  In private I promise not to call you Ma'am, but how should I address you?  I can tell you I'm not super stuck on professional distance like most are so referring to you by your last name seems strange, you're not Bajoran."  He laughed at the idea.  "But please call me Kavash."  He said with a nod.<br/><br/>His eyes sparkled watching her.  Veyea's eyes lingered longer than was usual in this sort of a situation and it caused the edges of his lips to curl a bit more.  He wondered at the thought that was running through her mind.  Teel had a pretty good ability to read people and what he was reading seemed to fall in line with the more comfortable energy running between them now.<br/><br/>"Lifetimes of wisdom I have."  Kavash teased.  "Someone I trust to talk to and be myself around would be nice though." He added watching her hands play with her hair.  He found the simple motions of playing with her soft reddish hair almost hypnotic but the suggestion of earth history being a familiar pastime of her and her sister perked his ears up.  "I know of Krav Maga through Teel's memories, and while I'm sure it will bore the hell out of her, I would love to hear your insights into Earth history."  He said with a bright softness to his face as he watched her.