"Councilor," the Betazoid greeted her as he entered, offering his hand.  He could be proper when needed, but preferred the moments when he didn't have to follow some damn protocol and could just be what he was.  "We haven't met.  I'm Lieutenant Grax, Head of Security.  I'm about to be taking a detail to the planet below to scout and make sure it's safe for the Captain, and had been informed that you had been working up a psychological evaluation on the native species.  I was wondering if I may get a copy of your notes."<br/><br/>The Lieutenant looked the councilor over for a moment, perhaps a bit longer than intended, before once again taking his composed stance as he awaited her response.