Lost and Worthless

Who: Keto
Where: Wandering Vaguely Along Corridors
When: After the Department Head Meeting (and the following bar)
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Keto was wandering vaguely along the corridors in the Dwarf, not
even really aware of where he was walking. His eyes were locked in a
fixed position a few feet in front of where he was walking, his body
automatically avoiding obstacles as his mind churned.
Of course he was worthless, that much was obvious to anybody,
especially himself. He was so inferior to the other members of the
crew. Even the polymorph would have made a better crewmember than
himself. Okay, so it was a non-sentient creature that survived by
swallowing whole vital parts of people's psyches, but at least it did
it WELL.
And then there was the whole thing with his self. Anybody who did
what he had done was worthless with a capital worthless. He hardly
deserved to live...
Keto's musings (which could possibly have led to a fairly terminal
conclusion) were interrupted when his fixed gaze noticed an obstacle
that it would probably be wise to draw his attention to - a pair of
feet.
Raising his eyes, Keto saw Trisees standing there, a lop-sided
smile on the side of his face. The smile was twitching, almost as if
Trisees were trying to fight it, but it was there nonetheless.
"Hey Charles," greeted Trisees when Keto said nothing. There was a
pause, then Keto sighed morosely. He wasn't worthy of answering.
Being ignored seemed to have some sort of effect on Trisees,
because he twitched involuntarily and his fists clenched for a
second, but only for a moment before the smile returned once again.
"What are you doing down here?" persisted Trisees, "Shouldn't you
be in the medibay?"
"I don't deserve to be in the medibay," murmured Keto.
"Nobody deserves to be in the medibay," observed Trisees with a
somewhat different emphasis, before continuing, "But then why are you
walking around the cargo bay area?"
"I'm trying to stay out of everyone's way," sighed Keto.
There was a clang of a footfall from behind Trisees, and despite
himself Keto had to look up, if only to see who he should apologise
to next for his extreme worthlessness.
Tara and Zodar were standing there, not looking overly friendly.
"See," pointed Keto, over Trisees' shoulder, "They're much better
than I am."
He gave an apologetic wave to the pair.
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OOC: Tag! :)