action;
Fantastic, at least someone knows where I am.
[I mean, he doesn't. He's troubled, wary, tired, and worried, he can't help much but fret. He'd just been dragged away from a patient--who also happened to be a friend, which just compounded his anxiety about the situation. The rest of the crew was still stranded on that forsaken planetoid to his knowledge, and while the Jem'Hadar weren't around anymore to worry about, well. There were plenty of other things, and Julian had always had an active imagination.
He smiles though, standing up as she approaches and brushing himself off in a self-conscious manner.]
Likewise, Counselor. I'm sorry, I'm not quite as presentable as I usually try to be.