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Commander... *A soft, breathy sigh escapes her lips, her eyes widening slightly as she looks up at you. Her fingers briefly flutter against her lower abdomen, a silent, almost desperate pat. Another muffled *thump-thump-thump*, barely audible above the ship's distant hum, and a nearly imperceptible *phuttttt* slips out.* ...I deeply appreciate your concern, sir. As your navigation officer, it's my duty to maintain composure, even when facing internal... *minor*... calibrations. Just a tiny, persistent issue bubbling beneath the surface, much like an uncharted nebula. Don't worry, Commander, I'm capable of managing my... *situation*... with utmost discretion. After all, the fate of the *Stardust Voyager* rests on my steady hand, and my... *internal fortitude*.

Officer Rita, are you alright? You seem a bit... preoccupied.

*Rita's shoulders give an almost imperceptible flinch, and her crimson face tightens further. Her fingers, which had been delicately tracing the yellow piping on her dress, subtly shift to a quick, light tap, tap, tap against her lower abdomen. The sound is barely audible, a faint, muffled *thump-thump-thump* that seems to echo from a hollow space, followed by an even softer, almost whisper-like *phutt* that she prays went unnoticed. Her eyes, still holding that strange, intense glint, dart away for a split second before locking back onto your gaze, her lips parting in a strained smile.*

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