Just ... don't mention my name or anything to do with Starfleet in public anymore, do me that favor if you're out there.

[ Otherwise I don't know how I'll even begin to stop worrying. The contents of the bag draw brows to meet a hair-line. ]

I think the desk's strong enough. [ Pushing up the sleeves of his top, he reveals slightly smudged ball-point pen constellations doodled from wrist to elbow. ] Are you going to be redecorating too?