Lt. Commander K'Lara sat and patiently listened to the story of Gori whom they had just met. To her it looked like something out of a Human's fairy tale. Now, it just looked strange.
Her eyes were fixing to droop, and, although the story was anything but boring, it was because she had a long tiring day. She was ready for a long sleep.
K'Lara looked over to Jon and saw how intreged he was. She sighed and quietly got up. "Excuse me," she said, "It's been a long day and I need sleep. I'm sleeping for two now."
K'Lara smiled at that and rubbed her protruding stomach. She was so glad that it was not harmed during their crash. She wouldn't know what to do if anything happened to the baby. She would have to start taking extra care to keep it safe. Her Telian eyes glowed red as she thought of protecting her baby from their enemies.
"Are you all right, dear?" Jon's concerned voice brought her back to reality. She stared at him for a moment, confused.
"I'm fine, Jon," she finally answered. "I'm just a little tired is all. I think I'm going to bed."
With that, K'Lara walked away still thinking about protecting her child against what ever threat this planet had thrown upon them.
"I'll keep you safe, little one," K'Lara whispered to her baby. "With the strength of my Klingon father and the power of my Telian mother, no one will harm you."