To be on board of a ship full of aliens on a mission that could roughly be considered diplomatic is very weird once you have been told that you should not mingle with them.

So in turn my days and nights on board the SSV Sagitarius have become rather boring. After all there are only so many reports a turian can write. Sure, I share my cabin with some of the crewmen and soldires on board. But I never enter that place except for when I have to sleep. And while I do that I notice nothing of them at all. They probably think that to be for the better as well.

Still, at least I have not been withdrawn from this particular position. I’m starting to feel at home here, strange as that may sound. I can’t even put my finger to it. Why would I feel comfortable in a place where I am considered to be a stranger?

So, now I’m here with nothing to do. I should probably be off, calibrating some of my weapons or something…