<div class="floatright">(http://i786.photobucket.com/albums/yy145/alxnjsh/characters/4c76e07caf964-1.jpg?t=1289948601)</div><br/>Brady was a bit taken aback. He seriously thought that he’d be rebuked. Brady wasn’t afraid to be turned away, it happened more often than being accepted. Again, he couldn’t hide his emotion and his face lit up with a wide smile. Brady sat down quickly and then stared at his bowl. His smile disappeared. Brady assumed there’d be some kind of talking – exchange of words and such. The unknown Lieutenant seemed to be busy reading and eating.<br/><br/>The nurse grabbed his spoon and took a bite of some of the Bajoran stew. Only a few moments later the silence was interrupted. Brady looked up with a smile and saw the extended hand. He dropped his spoon into the bowl and grabbed the hand.<br/><br/>“Lieutenant Tosh?” Brady smiled wider. “I’m Ensign Brady Vincent. I, uh, work in sickbay.” He grabbed the top of his blue uniform as though obvious.<br/>