Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140725170325/@comment-12599067-20140726015755

Bjomar, who had already taken a seat on his plank, noticed Tegan's appearance of stressful depression (or frustration, he could not tell which) and rose to his feet, striding across the room and taking a seat on the plank next to her in an attempt to be comforting.

"What's troubling you, lass?" Bjolmar asked, trying to make himself useful in some other way than meeting with the lieutenant, even if it was something as small and unimportant as attempting to be reassuring.