"I haven't seen Aadan arrive yet." said Molly, a fresh faced Starfleet graduate.
"And who is Aadan? Another crush of yours?" asked Luke, rolling his eyes as he carried his bags down the ramp off of the transport vessel.
"So what if he is? You had your opportunity." Molly said, a hint of hurt and frustration in her false polite tone. "Ah, there he is now. They say he can read your mind before you even had a thought.”
Aadan made his way down the platform carrying one steel container which held his belongings. He had short brown hair and the common black irises of a Betazoid