Corliss coughs and backs away from the little embrace with Terenia as she starts morphing to human.
"Tora, this is um..." He peers at Terenia's shifting form, and waits for her to finish. The pause is terribly awkward, and he wrings his hands. "This is Terenia, she'll be joining our little merry band. Terenia, this is my friend Tora. She's been with us a long time, she and Reven especially go quite a ways back."
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Myitt, confused immediately by Tamora's casualness, digs to find a rationale for it that might, perhaps, not include insanity.
<If he isn't, I think I have every right to blame you as well as that wretch Cody,> she says nastily, not returning any of the good cheer.
She walks over to stand next to Tara, and replies to Claxter, "There's nothing for it. We'll have to disable the stasis lockdown and get Ossanlin to the med bay as quickly as possible." She sets Tamora's hands on her hips and shifts her weight impatiently. "Have you contacted the Tyrennian like a good Warrior? As you're well aware, we won't have time to play games once we're in there, and I really have no idea how to circumvent this kind of system."
Tara finds herself staring at Myitt/Tamora, shifting between revulsion for Tamora's familiar form and reconciling that it's really just...Myitt. That's all.