What he wouldn't give for his own lab, his own familiar equipment. This PADD, as they called it, really wasn't up to par. But then, if he had his own lab at hand, it would mean he was back on his hive, and he wouldn't have to be struggling with this in the first place.

With a frustrated snort, he let the PADD drop to the table, clenching and unclenching his hands few times. It helped with the trembling. Not much, but some.

It was more or less by chance he noticed that he was being observed. Looking up he locked eyes with the man who was standing there watching him. The man looked no less human that the others milling about, but there was something about him. Something familiar. Something that raised the Wraith's hackles and set him on edge.