Resolution

"Yet you are not at peace with it." She would have said more, but the words dropped away into silence - shadows darkening her eyes as the last sentence spoken to her registered. The expression of humour flattened, and a dark presence hovered above the room.

"Cultural. Older and far more terrible than anything in the histories of any race of the Federation. - I would break this ship to see such a thing prevented from taking hold here."

She shook her head, a part of her wondering if maybe it was time for her classes to delve into that most painful of places yet. But that was the future, this was now.

"There are such places where these measures can lead that you would not wish upon the worst of all your enemies. I did not live through the pain, but I know its price. And any of my people would rather die than see it levied again, against anyone. A PADD is nothing compared to that."

And then the clouds broke, the shadows giving way to easy professionalism.

"I'll have the new procedure ready for implementation and a synopsis on your desk within six hours."

"Very well, Commander; and thank you. You are right; peace is not an easy thing to come to an Andorian who feels his clan threatened. But at least, now I know that I have you to help me properly find it... eventually... the best way to find  paradise; go right and fly straight."