((Sickbay, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
Waving in farewell to the counselor, they had directed their full attention to the towering human. He had been markedly different from their own Chief Medical Officer and appeared to be analyzing them to a degree. As they explained their reasoning for maintaining privacy regarding their research, he had seemed surprised. They had found this response curious, as the approach had appeared logical. Conducting the research in this location would not have disturbed their… less composed Chief Medical Officer.
Beck: No, no, no need to apologize, it was a simple misunderstanding. I don't know enough about your history, I was just responding with my gut. ::indicating the monitor:: What exactly are you working on?
Taj’el: Ah, the research. ::They looked back up:: We had just lost a crew member to ultraviolet radiation. I had hoped to investigate further and determine whether there existed a more effective method of early detection.
Beck: I'm familiar enough with the symptoms of UV exposure, but I don't know enough about the specifics in this case to make any kind of suggestion. ::a beat:: Why are you doing the research in secret?
Taj’el: My Chief Medical Officer had appeared significantly affected by the loss, so I had considered that this period away from him would provide an appropriate opportunity to gather information, in order to avoid… eliciting an emotional response from him.
The doctor had made a facial expression as Taj’el attempted to determine whether it conveyed any particular meaning. They had been uncertain, though he had then smiled, which they interpreted as a favorable indication.
Beck: I take back my remark about your bedside manner. Maybe you still need some work learning when exactly to apply it, but it sounds to me like you understand it better than I thought.
They had raised an eyebrow, considering whether the remark had been sarcastic. He would have been the first to offer a positive assessment of their bedside manner.
Taj'el: Is that so? You would be the first to state as much.
He would reply with a nodd.
Beck: If you don't mind sharing the details of your research and the circumstances of the officer's loss, I would be more than happy to help try to fill in some gaps where I can. And you can expect full access to the Ronin's computers for your research.
Taj'el: Thank you, Commander. I would upload any relevant files. Even the early detection of such radiation, if it preserved lives, would constitute a success.
Beck: I can't make any promises, but I will do what I can to help. Send me the data you've got and I'll take a look.