I followed behind The Commander as I always did,  eyes never once moving from his back.  There was no lust in my gaze but there was admiration, devotion.  To some it may have seemed muted but,  to me it was an emotional downpour,  it was actually a bit overwhelming.<br/><br/>I looked about the room,  I may have seen it more then any other member of the staff except perhaps the Doctor who seemed to have some sort of relationship with the commander.  I didn’t know its dynamics nor did I care,  he did not save her,  he did not look at her like he looked at me.<br/><br/>Salmon?  I feel not quite right about eating the flesh of a once living being,  I feel a slight twinge in my stomach, yet… it is what The Commander wants and he would never make the wrong choice.  I yielded to him,  but I made sure that my demeanor did not waiver.<strong>“That sounds delicious.”</strong><br/><br/>The sudden hug left me a little startled,  but it was enjoyable.  I wrapped my arms around him,  resting my head on his chest.  It was a confused gesture,  the two aspects within her seemingly at odds.  It was an affectionate hug, caught somewhere between the a daughter and a wife.  I smelled and felt to him, the same as the long lost companion that I clearly resembled.<br/>