<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/ojjoup.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>T'Rena Valitreah T'Gai<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mess Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alric Dorn, Open<br/><hr/><br/>I smile and calm some with the fact that I had caused no offense to him. I had been worried I did. With that cleared up I relaxed my shoulders and lean back a bit. He seems to note my demeanor when I speak of my Father. Sherrick was a wonderful man. A full blooded Vulcan, unlike me. He was shunned quite a bit for wedding my Mother, Lumineth. I remember that they had been so devoted to each other. he always mantained his Kolinahr logic, but was not above showing her how much he adored her.<br/><br/>He certainly didn't hide it from me either. I always knew my father's love. I can clearly remember running around the main corridors of his ship. I had free reign of the bridge, except during red or yellow alerts. He never minded my presence on the bridge and in fact took some pleasure from it. I was off ship when he passed. He had gone down with his ship and I had felt his passing through my paternal bond. It was incredibly painful, both emotional and physically. Mother was distraught and sought not to show me, but I knew. A part of her had seemed to die herself with him. I never had any siblings because of his passing, though I most likely would have had he not passed.<br/><br/>My thinking is ended when Dorn reaches a hand across the table and takes mine. I gasp softly, not expecting it, but not disliking it. His hand is warmer than I had expected it to be and I softly squeeze it.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Alric. Your sympathy is appreciated." I quitely say.