Alexi heard people exiting from the ready room but, before he could turn, he suddenly sensed a strong burst of aggressive, almost violent, emotion.  For the barest second, Alexi froze and was about to swing into defensive action when he felt the very strong emotion being suppressed.  Feeling strong relief himself, Alexi blinked and turned to survey the bridge proper.<br/><br/>Three new faces were present, all of which he recognised from his files.  If he was a betting man, Alexi would have picked the Klingon Lieutenant as the source of the emotions he had felt.   The affable nature and approach of the Captain and the First Officer cemented his assessment of the Chief Tactical Officer and he noted it away mentally for future thought.  Focusing on the approaching Command officers, he gave a slight bow.<br/><br/>"Captain. Commander." Alexi said, looking at each in turn.<br/><br/>"Thank you for the welcome - it looks like it will be a fantastic home for us all in the time to come."<br/><br/>Tempted to continue to speak, Alexi instead lapsed into a comfortable silence and used the time to get a feel for the two men that would decide the direction of the crew - the crew whose mental health he would be responsible for.  Were they likely to be approachable, good communicators, adept at the social and personal skills needed to manage such a diverse crew?  Alexi knew that he could get a very good idea of the answers to these questions in the next couple of minutes.  He suspected that the other two men, particularly the Captain with his psychology background, also understood the importance of the first impression.