<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11px;">"Hey," she said softly, offering him a smile, "what are you doing here, little guy?"  It was then that she noted the distinct fabric of a Starfleet uniform swimming about his tiny body ... then she took not of the brown hair ... and the brown eyes.  "Darrin?!" Cate gasped.  "Oh dear ... are you okay?"</span></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Hearing a soft voice speaking to him, snapped Darrin out of his torrent of tears and he began to quiet as he looked up to see who was adressing him.  "Doeth it have to be so loud?"  he asked.  Wondering when the sound would stop.<br/><br/>Darrin looked up at the lady then, wondering who she was.  "Are you Cathidy's Mama?"  Darrin lisped as he eyed the redhead with some suspicion.  She looked like Cassidy that sat up front and helped drive the ship but, her hair wasn't so bright and had gray streaking in it's pretty lengths.  He wanted to reach out and feel it, so he did.  "Soft."  he mumbled and offered her a wet smile.  'It still felt like Cathidy's.'  A deep V began to form between his brows and he hic'ed once and sighed, then once again before his tears completely stopped and he popped his right thumb into his mouth.  Turning his head to the right he studied her for a moment.<br/><br/>"Arb du Tathady's mub-ba?"  he asked around the home grown passifier and through a few sniffles.  "Du wook yike..." he went on, but then pulled his thumb free to finish.  "er."  He sniffed at her shoulder.  " You smell pretty like Cathidy, too."  He nodded--once--serious little chin pointed toward the seat she just vacated as he trailed a wet hand over her comm unit.<br/><br/>"I haff to go."  He confided, bringing his stormy hazel eyes, huge and bruised looking from his spate of tears up to face the ones that were moments ago the same age as his own,  as he rubbed his knees back and forward one against the other and began to hop from his left foot to his right in a weird little dance.