<strong>Chief of Security entering the Observation Lounge with no visible effect on his behavior but more grey</strong><br/><br/>He resembled a man more in his late forties rather than the mid thirties he was supposed to be.  His body had not really changed that much.  With his genetically modified heritage, his strength and stamina remained.  He did not feel like he had aged at all.  He still felt ready enough to snap necks in half with his bare hands.  The others hadn't seemed as lucky though.  He took note of Kavash who seemed to have shaved a third of his life away.  His uniform obviously didn't fit as it should.<br/><br/>He then noticed Dun again who he had seen in sickbay.  His change seemed the most notable so far.  The man was well past his prime now, his hair grayed and his face wrinkled.  He even needed a cane to help himself walk.  Tosh walked over to a seat and sat down to wait for the others.  It was clear the problem was not isolated to just the away team.  The entire ship was being affected by the odd chroniton emissions.  Now, he assumed, the meeting was to deliberate on possible resolutions to the issue.<br/><br/>"I see the problem is more widespread than originally thought."  He commented.