The man he's attracted the attention of is a person in a modern Starfleet Uniform, Operations Gold. He hovers by the chair, awaiting permission to sit, if it is coming.
Upon closer inspection, probably missed the first time you glance at him, is a row of faded spots running down either side of his face, identifying him as Trill, though perhaps not full-blooded. The man's black-irised eyes indicate Betazoid.
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The man he's attracted the attention of is a person in a modern Starfleet Uniform, Operations Gold. He hovers by the chair, awaiting permission to sit, if it is coming.
Upon closer inspection, probably missed the first time you glance at him, is a row of faded spots running down either side of his face, identifying him as Trill, though perhaps not full-blooded. The man's black-irised eyes indicate Betazoid.
Regardless, he's smiling pleasantly, waiting.