[She's distracted enough that she doesn't sense her Captain approaching, and when she looks up him there's a moment of bared distress in her dark eyes. It's quickly smothered, however, and she stands.]
No, Captain. May I... confer with you, regarding something -- [She hesitates, forces her shields back up as high as they'll go. It's not enough to block out an unfamiliar thrum at the back of her mind.] Private. And possibly urgent.
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No, Captain. May I... confer with you, regarding something -- [She hesitates, forces her shields back up as high as they'll go. It's not enough to block out an unfamiliar thrum at the back of her mind.] Private. And possibly urgent.