"Yes!" A combination of surprise and just further irritation and frustration.
Worf looked over his shoulder to toss a glare at whoever was interrupting him, only to blink in surprise. Almost recognition. It couldn't be...?
But the uniform and the pips. That accent. The face. He straightened away from the work station and turned, standing briefly at attention in deference to the senior officer uniform alone before relaxing somewhat.
"My...apologies, Commander." Words he hated saying, but served to placate those unused to his mannerisms.
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Worf looked over his shoulder to toss a glare at whoever was interrupting him, only to blink in surprise. Almost recognition. It couldn't be...?
But the uniform and the pips. That accent. The face. He straightened away from the work station and turned, standing briefly at attention in deference to the senior officer uniform alone before relaxing somewhat.
"My...apologies, Commander." Words he hated saying, but served to placate those unused to his mannerisms.