. The older man scowled, glancing at Tabby and then back to the fiery-haired female as he asked, "What ... did she ... say?"
. Tabby grinned at Bevin and said, "Love, this is my father, Konar."
. Bevin spoke again, "Sair, tais guid tae be maitin ye ait laist. Taibby ainsirs verra weel tae, bayin tha main tha I'd be draimin o spaindin me laife wi."
. Konar, the elder Klingon, scowled again and turned to Tabby. "Is this the way she speaks all the time?"
. Tabby smiled back at him and answered, "I sometimes have a hard time translating her strange language. I think she said 'He is a great warrior, sir, and he's had much honor accrued to his name.'"
. Bevin just nodded to confirm the translation.
. Tabby translated the second statement Bevin had made, "'Sir, 'tis good to be meeting you at last. Tabby understands the ... buying the main ... that I'd be dreaming of spending me life with.'" He turned to Bevin and asked, "Right?"
. Bevin smiled back at him and said, "Clawse, mo Croidhe, verra clawse."
. Tabby smirked, translating again, "'Close, my love, very close.' Meaning, I got it wrong."
. Bevin continued smiling, "Bit nae tae fair awff, me dairlin."
An Old Acquaintance
. About that time Cmdr. Relok entered the lounge. He stiffened at seeing the older Klingon and spoke in Klingon, "nuqneH, batlh! Greetings, Honored One!" and gave a slight bow.
. Konar turned and eyed the Vulcan a moment, then recognition passed over his features. "Relok! Ah, it has been some time since I've seen you as well. I'd heard Tabeshk was serving with you."
. Tabby said, "Yes, Father, he's one of the many officers I serve with. Along with another Vulcan, a female named T'Lin, also a proud warrior in her own right."
Language Barrier?
. Konar still scowled every time Bevin spoke. Tabby looked at him and said, "Yes, she does speak like this all the time. You get used to it."