Sebastian had slicked his hair back to within an inch of its life. His ever impeccable uniform was spotless, but he kept seeing dust motes and imaginary threads that he felt the need to pick or brush away with his hands. Finally the shuttle was announced, and he was there at Shuttle Bay 3 ready and waiting. Why, it wasn't every day one met someone out of the history books. Or PADD's, rather. Ranul Keru. In the flesh. Bastian swallowed hard and reined in his awe. This man... Trill... was one of his heroes.
Had he known he had been living right here on Mars all this time... but it was basic security protocol not to divulge such information so that he would not be targeted or merely harassed by overzealous fans. Not that Sebastian would ever do such a thing. In any case, he was excited, the earlier unpleasantness with the half-Andorian female out of mind.