The alien seemed uninterested that people were shocked by his appearance, actually he was quite use by now to the strange looks and amusement at his expense and the fear. Out of them he always preferred the fear. Fear was much more useful for him, at least it had been in the past. He was still feeling out this new environment, who was the powerful ones? Who could he trust (or manipulate)? Who were the ones that could pose a threat? Were all-important questions that the Cardassian kept fixed in his mind as he considered his new temporary home and its residents.
Dukat let the glass he was drinking from rest loosely in grasp at the top while he flashed a toothy grin at Lindsey “Then they either like to give you the difficult cases or you enjoy the challenge? If you are anything like me, challenges are something you thrive in. Often our greatest work comes from tribulation. I know for a fact some of mine have”