> > Matt was clearly deflated, and even though he wasn't the one at stake > > here, he looked more beaten and defeated than Sam did. He'd watched > > the interplay between the two, staying clear because he had nothing > > meaningful to add. Tehre was no compromise he could think of that > > would bridge this gap, and he was completely heartbroken. He looked > > to Carrhae, askign her with his eyes if this pound of flesh was enough > > to satsify her honor.
Carrhae met his eyes, but hers were completely unreadable. "Healer, would you arrange to monitor Admiral Lasiter's medical condition until this matter is resolved?" she asked. "That's already ongoing," he told her. "has been for some time, now." > Lasiter waited another moment, then said, "If there is nothing else we > need to discuss...." he said a normal conversation voice. "Nothing further, Sir," t'Llhweiir replied. "I will discuss the necessary security arrangements with Admiral Renaud." > "Sulin, I thank you for your efforts and for your descression. I am > personally greatful. > > Admirals, you are dismissed. Please take your security personnel with > you." he said neutrally, turning to face the visitor from Vulcan. "Thank you, Sir," she said. Turning, she left Lasiter's quarters. Matt felt physically ill and was very relieved to be dismissed. He thanked Sulin, then walked her out, turning her toward Sickbay. They would spend a few moments conversing as colleagues before she beamed down to Terra for her presentation.
