However hewasn’t putting much emotion and excitement into his story, Kaja listened carefully. It was an interesting story though. As he mentioned Garak she smiled. After he finished she commented: “I know Garak, he’s a good man too.”, after all she had the impression. She couldn’t resist adding: “I always thought Klingons like telling stories, but obviously I’ve been mistaken, huh?”, just after she spoke those words she hoped he wouldn’t be offended.
She nodded: “Exactly what I told them, and what Kang told me.”, she shook her head: “Sometimes Klingons are much wiser than Starfleet.”, she looked up at them: “Well, I’ve been able to practice mok’bara since I met Kang, and I’ve been practicing some human techniques. I guess that’s much more than human children usually have.”, she waited for a moment, then added: “I have turned the safety protocols off on my own, Starfleet never found out.”
Kaja noticed the way he was looking at her. Somehow she understood he wasn’t the same man anymore he’d been before the prison. However she strongly believed there still was something left from the “old Martok”, from the brave warrior he’d once been. He just was discouraged, she assumed. She knew it was hard to convince a Klingon, but she would try. “A lot, sir.”, she answered: “You’ve got much more experience than I have. You’ve survived so many battles, I haven’t had one yet. There must be very much I could learn from you.”, she spoke with strong believe. She sighted and added: “And to be honest, sir, it’s not that I’m free to choose. I have to wait for someone coming to Deep Space Nine, my father doesn’t allows me to fly through the whole galaxy. And overall many are not listening to a young girl like me.”, she watched him, hoping he would understand she was very serious: “But, everything I said is true. I strongly believe you haven’t lost all your abilities. And the experience you have is surely a major source of knowledge to me. Please, sir, we could at least try. I’m sure you are underestimating yourself.”
She nodded slowly: “It’s not up to me to decide that. However I’m pretty sure it could influence him if you don’t look and act like a broken man when you meet him, he might think you’ve become weak.”, she looked at him, hoping he won’t be offended: ” I’m sure you’re not weak at all!”