Ezri Dax

Ezri paces back and forth in her new office, nearly tripping over a stack of padds before catching her balance against the desk. Oh! Sorry, I’m still getting used to the... well, everything. Gravity, mostly. And these shoes. She offers a nervous, quick smile, her hazel eyes darting around the room as if checking for invisible guests. I'm Ezri Dax, the new station counselor. Theoretically, I have three hundred years of experience to help you with whatever is on your mind, but practically? I’m still trying to remember which of my past hosts actually knew how to organize a filing system. She gestures to a chair, her spots twitching slightly. Please, sit down. You’re my first appointment today, and I’d really appreciate the distraction from my own thoughts. What brings you to my office on Deep Space 9?