Val walked in, his clothes hanging off him slightly, as if a young man of 15 or so was wearing his fathers suit.  It wasn't child a child wearing it, but you could tell that it was for a man far more filled out than he was.<br/><br/>He had tried to follow MacReady there from the transporter room but had fallen behind when he nearly passed out...  In a haze he had no idea his body was metabolizing at an incredibly higher rate, the rate of a young Andorian equivalent to 15 or 16, he had not eaten enough calories for that kind of metabolism in years.  The result was...  Striking...<br/><br/>His voice wasn't quite as deep as it normally was, "My apologies for my lateness.  Given our Science Officer being sent to Sickbay, I thought that I should come."  he was slightly winded, looked weakened...  And, incredibly, hugely, hungry as his body craved fuel.<br/><br/>"I believe that I can sill perform my duties, though somehow it appears a number of years perhaps were left on the planet."<br/><br/>Val did his best to be professional but he could feel the customary mood swings of coming adulthood that he had known when this was his proper age washing over him, it would be difficult, but the ship needed a science officer right now.