That's scary for anyone. I've already got a full month's worth of appointments just in psych evals. [She smiles at the true welcome home present - her own desk with stacks of datapads on it and a certain captain no where in sight. Work was her calling, truly.]

Well, I guess that explains why you look nervous as a cat in a rool full o' rockin' chairs. You still afraid the ship's gonna go down like a tin can?