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[empathic_pathfinder]

It was on an early morning walk around the ship that Lt. Cdr. Terzen T'Karr finds himself in front of Holodeck 2. He finds himself wandering the halls often, as a coping mechanism for the amount of emotions running rampant on the ship. He did this whilst at Starfleet Academy, also. The chartharsis of wandering helped distract him.

And, now, he was distracted by the panel on the wall.

He remains silent for a long moment, watching the panel flicker, before he finally speaks.

"Computer?" Acknowledging beep. "Create new Holodeck file; T'Karr-1." "Processing... File Created."

Another pause. "Do you have scematics for the USS Pathfinder, Miranda-class?"

"Affirmative.

"Create a holo-simulation of the bridge of the USS Pathfinder.

"Program complete... You may enter when ready."

He moves over to the doors, staring at them, before taking a deep breath... and entering the holodeck.

He finds himself on the empty bridge of the USS Pathfinder. Walking over to the tactical console, he runs a hand over the panels, sighing slightly.

This was home.

((OOC: Completely open. Feel free to wander in on him.))

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[empathic_pathfinder]

"I'm half-Betazoid." He says, matter-of-factly. "It means I'm Empathic." In explanation.

He could feel the sorrow, the pain, that Dylan felt whenever he mentioned Andromeda. Strong emotions like that are hard to miss, after all.

"I apologise if I've intruded in something personal."

[dreams_dont_die]

Dylan gives a brief shake of his head and lets his head drop again, as though he were studying the console under his hands. It feels just as real as the replicated food had the time he and Julian had been in the holodeck, or Marion's sword the time he'd sparred with her.

It's fascinating technology for its time period, but just as interesting for Dylan is the reproduction of another of Starfleet's ships, and of an area in which he himself is not allowed on the Enterprise, the bridge.

That, though, is not the topic of the discussion, and after a moment, Dylan's intently blue gaze flicks up again in Terzen's direction.

"It's no secret that I miss Andromeda. Or that she and I have been through a hell of a lot in the last couple of years. In my world, just about everyone I meet knows that much."

That's the inevitable consequence of spreading his story the way Dylan's determined to do.

[empathic_pathfinder]

"That's understandable."

Of course, there's something... different to how Dylan feels. Something more than merely a captain missing his ship. Of course, that he's keeping to himself.

"Betazoids don't lie." He says, continuing. "We don't hide things from each other. What's the point, when the people you spend the most time with can read you like an open book." He looks back up at Dylan. "Same with the Trill. If it seems like we're hiding something from you, it's simply because it never occured to us that you should know."

A key example is the symbiotes. Not many Federation citizens know of that aspect of Trill culture... Not due to them wanting it hidden, but because no-one asked.

"Humans... are different, of course. You like to have things kept private, a sense of ownership over certain things. Which is, of course, completely understandable." He smiles. "I've lived among humans for a while, captain, and I'd like you to know that your feelings are safe with me."