USS Katra - Counseling Offices
Beja's job was not an easy one, but one that she loved very much. She had always felt in her heart that being a warrior was not her calling, it was never her calling. Thankfully her father had believed in her, even though she was pretty sure he had different plans and dreams for his child. But with his belief in her, she had been able to find her right path. It was now her job to help others find their right path. That was easier said than done, sometimes finding their path took a lot of work and tears, and in this case anger, but it was progress on the path. Rayek was getting closer with each little step taken.
"Let's say that you are correct and that it was the best tactical option available.Tell me, were tactics the only things worthy of consideration in your situation?" Beja empathized with Rayek, she understood the frustration and anger, and confusion he was going through. But there was no other way to go through it, than to actually go through it. To feel all those terrible things, to embrace them with wide open arms, and to make amends with them.
Beja picked up her teacup and took a sip of the liquid, allowing him time to respond to her question, while she tapped in some more notes on her PADD. Like the old famous human saying, Rome was not built in a day, neither would Rayek be.