His quarters are dark, his breathing audible.
"Lights, twenty percent." I light his incense and fire-pot and set them before his meditation dais, where he sits cross-legged and expressionless.
"Heat: Vulcan. Shi'Kahr normal." I drape a blanket around his shoulders. Soon I won't be able to tolerate the heat.
I download the holovid chip the Ambassador gave me into his personal files. Later, maybe a lot later, he'll want this.
"I'll check back in an hour, honey."
No response, none expected. I kiss his forehead lightly, then turn to go.
"Thank you." He whispers.