Six had automatically answered the moment his communicator had beeped. However, she'd spoken and hung up before he could say anything.

He sighed, lowering his hand and staring at his bedroom floor. He hadn't been sleeping well since the incident. He was so tired that even the frustration failed to get more than a flare up.

He put the sunglasses in place as he reached up to touch his communicator, signalling her. Might as well get it over with.

"I'm on my way."

It took him a minute to stand up and compose himself enough to leave his quarters.