Exciting new adventures, and new opportunities - was it even Enrys who had believed in that, had been so excited and so honored to join the Pilot Candidate program all those years ago. The boy who had been so elated to follow in his father's foot-steps no longer existed. The training had taken his joy and his exuberance, and left a cold and detached man in it's place. Besides that, it had been eight years sense Emrys had been a Cadet.
He also had never had an issue with being indecisive. He also was not aware of the recently graduated Pilot's issues when the elevator stopped and the doors opened to let Sashi enter. He did sense, without even trying, the trepidation floating around her, though, as she stepped inside. The petite girl had lavender eyes, which he noted as attractive. Emrys also noted that she was young - a bit young for his tastes even. The nervous energy around her made him think she was recently graduated.
Emrys stood tall and straight, hands clasped before him. He was in his dress uniform because he'd just been giving a detailed report and debriefing with his superiors about his most recent visit to Edanith. It was starched and pressed, and one could imagine it snapping when he walked for how strait the creases were. Somehow, he straightened a little further when she stepped inside, his hands falling to his sides, to give the waif of a girl a little personal space. He didn't usually like going out in his dress uniform because people paid too much attention to him - sometimes they even asked him to pose for selfies, really. It was ridiculous. He was on a scheduled though, even though he was technically off duty now.
Emrys hadn't been home in months. He didn't... well maybe he missed his children a little, but missing them was not the main issue. He wanted to check on how their studies and other various endeavors that he deemed to be of importance were progressing. Jillana, his eldest daughter, was a teenager now. Her birthday had come and gone while he was on assignment, and today she was participating in a martial arts tournament in the city. She didn't even know he was home yet, but he wanted to attend, and if he hurried, he'd just make it. So he hadn't taken the time to change, despite hating going out in his dress uniform...
"Afternoon," he said, in greeting, his voice was gentle and low, and there was a depth of warmth in his tone that was miss-matched compared to his appearance. "I haven't seen you here before," he said, just to fill the silence, they had many floors further down to go, and it might help to ease the stranger's nerves a little, "are you a recent transfer?"