Worf growled the words out in annoyance but he knew this man's face since he had seen him at the Dawning. The tall, pale alien with strange eyes. The one with mind powers. Tommy was his name wasn't it? Worf wasn't thinking straight so instead he just slumped down into any chair that wasn't smashed into tiny pieces.
"How did they die? Your children?"
The Klingon was a little more subdued than before yet still the pain gnawed at him from inside. The primal anger still there waiting to snap like a taught rubber band. It hurt. Damn that Cardassian bastard! Yet, Tommy's children were dead. That was a burden none should have to carry.
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Worf growled the words out in annoyance but he knew this man's face since he had seen him at the Dawning. The tall, pale alien with strange eyes. The one with mind powers. Tommy was his name wasn't it? Worf wasn't thinking straight so instead he just slumped down into any chair that wasn't smashed into tiny pieces.
"How did they die? Your children?"
The Klingon was a little more subdued than before yet still the pain gnawed at him from inside. The primal anger still there waiting to snap like a taught rubber band. It hurt. Damn that Cardassian bastard! Yet, Tommy's children were dead. That was a burden none should have to carry.