Makari watched as the transporter stream brightened and then faded into nothingness. In place of the once empty air was now a Trill man in the standard yellows of the non command division of Starfleet. Even if Makari had not browsed the crew files he would have known who the man was. Trill tended to stand out. Something about having a hundred lifetimes to develop a name for themselves aided that. But more to the point, the crew was complete short of the one man. He was the straggler they were waiting on. It would have been hard to not know who he was.<br/><br/>"Lieutenant Teel, welcome aboard the McNair, your service record is... illustrious and long, I hope our little science vessel provides enough challenge for you... and I mean that in a 'gods don't let us find endless battles' kind of way," Makari said gently, a smile on his face. This wasn't the formal meet and greet that had happened days before as the ship was officially launched. Nor was it a formal changing of the guard when crew shuffled in and out. One man arriving late, sans fanfare, that was all it was. Not that it made the arrival any less important.<br/><br/>Makari accepted the extended hand and shook it firmly. "The captain regrets being unable to greet you himself, but we are setting off immediately for our first mission and he and the XO are quite busy, but I assure you they are eager to speak with you, for the moment you get me though, so is there anything I can do for you? Any questions I can answer?"