Heavy lies the head...

[captainchakotay]

::relaxes hands on cool polymer of computer terminal, pulling eyes away from blank screen to look around dimly lit quarters for the tenth time in as many minutes

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[andrewkim]

::runs hand through untameable hair, squinting down at kelsie_wildman on way from bathroom to living area::

::seriously considers covering ears...isn't it a little early for the noisy toys?::

::settles on just grimacing, quickly scurrying past to real target::

::moves behind _naomiwildman_'s chair at small dining table, looking over her shoulder at padd held up...more or less in same position was five minutes ago::

::clears throat::

[_naomiwildman_]

::half-glances at him, dropping padd to table with a faint thunk::

I just finished speaking to my mother. She's a little overwhelmed, but told me not to stress...after all, we've tried this before to no effect.

[andrewkim]

Yeah, but I don't remember Chakotay ever being so certain about our chances that he felt a need to essentially give a farewell speech before...

::takes her second look to mean that wasn't the type of support wanted::

Your mom is probably right. Best not worry about it until it happens. a lot could happen in a month. And even after.

[_naomiwildman_]

::stands, slamming a chair leg down on his foot::

Thanks, Andrew. I actually hadn't made it to that worry yet.