[h1][center]Kai’mos Varthus[/center][/h1][hr][hr]
The woman’s wit was sharp, he had to admit, and the mention of “Miss” had the Ithlo laughing inside, but outside, he kept rather cool, following up with a slight smirk.

“I’ll try to remember that next time.” He said with arms crossed, knowing for a fact that it would take more than a few times to deviate from typical formalities when addressing others, especially the human standing in front of him. He could never figure out where the name “Teg” had come from based on her own name other than the fact that she enjoyed keeping others on their toes and guessing. But he also knew little about the woman and wondered just how much of herself she was hiding from the rest of the galaxy. Either way, this was not the time to ask such questions, but rather keep to the matter at hand. 

"In any case, I am feeling fine, thank you." The Ithlo nodded toward the other. "A bit of a scratch to the forehead, but nothing more." He shrugged, raising an eyebrow as he continued. “By the way, how is our mechanic -Mister Staudinger- faring? Based on what little info I’ve collected, I assume the blast came from the engine room, so I should check up on him presently. One could never imagine what toxic fumes might be circulating after a shockwave such as that.” 

“Which...reminds me.” He then turned his attention to the control panel along the wall.

Kai stepped over to the communication console and called up to the ship’s cockpit. “Mister Vin'Akali” I would suggest you perform a  bow to stern sweep of the ship’s air quality to ensure no harmful chemicals have escaped into the ventilation system.” He paused for a moment, ready to disengage with comms, but then continued.  “With the Captain’s permission of course.” 

The [i]Veritas Lux Mea’s[/i] First Mate was another who would rather have a nickname tacked onto his identity, especially coming from those of the “alien” species, but once more, Kai’mos couldn't bring himself to address the man as [i]“Kev”[/i]. There was something almost demeaning when it came to shortening one’s name or using an alias, as though to tell the world “I do not approve of my birth name”, but the Ithlo had always been a traditionalist no matter which planet or species he had the opportunity to interact with.

Perhaps one day that would change.