When the lull at the officers' table was more than conversation, Kiri nodded to the orderly and they moved together to serve the main course; the cart's temperature was  regulated to keep the food at top quality during its wait to be served.  As the two readied the plates, Kiri realized the conversation had heated up and listened intently.  It didn't seem right that the Advent would think these people were vermin.  What was not to respect.  She hid her troubled thoughts as she moved first to the Admiral.  That is when his anguish hit her like an assault and she nearly dropped his dinner.<br/><br/>She set a heavy platter with grilled steak and a mess of grilled squashes and assorted vegetables in front of him.  "Here you go, Admiral Kol"  her voice soft and soothing, as she reached to take the glass he just shattered in his meaty paw, her fingers grazing  over his.<br/><br/>Without further comment she nodded to the orderly to replace his glass as she continued serving dinner.  She was efficient and unobtrusive and put off any probing thoughts.  This may be the last relaxing meal the group would be able to share, and Kiri was loath to disturb that.  When they all had their meal before them she popped the cork on a bottle of red wine and brought it to the Commanding Officer's side.  "Red wine, Admiral?"<br/>