"Now," Her voice was clear and precise. "As I recall; weren't you forbidden to build that by the Andor Engineering and Science Conservatorium? "Mother!" She spun around from the devise and smiled happily. "Come see." She pointed back with pride as she turned back to making final adjustments. She continued to speak as he Mother approached the center point of the engineer department. "I do not serve the Conservatorium. My duties and loyalty are to this vessel and my Captain Navarre. He approved the construction here." "Interesting." Her mother stepped to her side and smiled with a nod of her head. "You seem to have found your place then." "I am home here." "I am delighted to hear that then." The older woman placed an arm about her daughters shoulders. "This suits you." "And look at you." She smiled. "A Chief Medical officers uniform." She paused for a moment and grinned. "Welcome home, Mother." "Why, thank you, Chief Engineer daughter."