To have more permanent quarters than the temporary ones she'd had before was welcome, though it reinforced to Irian the fact that she was still trapped here; the fact that they were being assigned private rooms meant that no one believed they were going anywhere anytime soon.

She had been an officer for some decades, first in the Tal Shiar and then in the Romulan Republic, and was unused to sharing quarters. Being spied upon, yes, but physically sharing her space with someone else was an uncomfortable novelty. Still, she was simply going to have to grow used to it. The door to the guest suite opened for her, and she walked in — and almost immediately stopped still at the sight of the human child sitting there in the common area.

Elements above and beyond, had they assigned her a child for her roommate? She'd never had children, had never spent any time around children for more than a few moments. And yet... here was this little boy. He didn't look like a twenty-fourth century child. He'd probably never even seen a Rihanha before.

"Hello," she addressed him, a little abruptly. For a woman normally so quick with words, she had little idea of what to say here — and that made her nearly more uncomfortable than the rest of it.