pROLOUGE They really didn't understand.

Lisa had run off to her quarters after hearing the news of Breetai's death, evading Rick's heartfelt emrace and the sympathetic glances of the crew. It hadn't been her most professional move, but it was one she thought nessecery. She needed time to collect herself, alone.

"…Commander Breetai is listed among the casualties."

And the worst part of it all was that no one seemed to be able to understand how she felt; even she didn't fully understand it. Rather surprisingly, Breetai had managed to endear himself to many since his defection to the human side; Exedore, Lang, Rick, Max, Miria, and of course, Kazianna. He had changed more in a short time than anyone had thought possible. Certainly Lisa wasn't the only person who was upset. Still, it was different for her somehow. Deeper. She couldn't really explain it.

She had lost two fathers in her life; her own, of course, and Gloval. Now, for some inexplicable reason, she felt as if she had lost a third.