Entering the bridge, Navarre point to a position near the command chair. "Plant your feet there." He directed, the stepped onto the platform and settled into the comfort padding of the chair. He relished the feeling for a moment, not just the comfort, but the center station sensation that his father had once explained to him. "And this is to be my post, Sir?" La'Ahna questioned curiously as she glanced out the corner of her eye. "Until I get a better understanding of who and what you are. I want you where I can keep an eye on you" "A reasonable precaution." "Captain...." The call came from the navigations station.