((Counselling Suites, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
oO That's happened to me. I don't want that to happen to anyone else. Oo
Renaie could have sworn they saw a flicker of annoyance on Om-Zora's face. oO I can't let these people down. Oo
Om-Zora: And I am here now by my own choice without having been asked. If I thought it was truly disrupting my work, I would tell you. If you believe me to be acting with dishonesty, counselor, I can just go…
Shortrith: I do not think that, Lieutenant. I understand you are being honest.
Om-Zora: Perfect. Then are we done, or are there more inane questions to answer?
Shortrith: As far as I can tell, we're done. I can't identify any major flagging contributors that would inhibit you from being cleared for duty.
Om-Zora: Lovely.
Shortrith: You're good to go, but before we leave, do you have any questions for me?
Om-Zora: Just one.
Shortrith: Go ahead, I'm listening.
Om-Zora: This may be how most of your sessions with me go, unless needs dictate otherwise. Can you handle that?
Shortrith: Indeed. Sounds like a plan.
Om-Zora: Then we have an understanding. Have a nice day, Counselor.
Om-Zora left without another word, and Renaie simply nodded respectfully in the Aurelian's direction before the door closed once more.
[End Scene for Shortrith]Ensign Renaie Shortrith
Assistant Counsellor
USS Ronin
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