His alien features have fixed themselves into something not unlike a poker face. He isn't frowning, but he isn't smiling either. His eyes are set ahead of them because while he isn't blind like everyone else, he also doesn't want to miss something and run headlong into a conflict.
"No," he observed, after a moment of listening around. "It doesn't sound as if there's much happening at all. How odd." Of course that could all have been due to his terrible hearing. There were numerous reasons for him to be avoiding conflict.
Abruptly, a structure came into view in front of them. It looked to be an old fashioned concessions stand, but as nothing like that existed in Cardassian culture, Garak found himself looking at it with an undue amount of suspicion. To him it seemed too innocuous, too convenient. "Easy, my dear. I would rather we didn't walk into a fight if we can avoid it."
Awesome. c:
"No," he observed, after a moment of listening around. "It doesn't sound as if there's much happening at all. How odd." Of course that could all have been due to his terrible hearing. There were numerous reasons for him to be avoiding conflict.
Abruptly, a structure came into view in front of them. It looked to be an old fashioned concessions stand, but as nothing like that existed in Cardassian culture, Garak found himself looking at it with an undue amount of suspicion. To him it seemed too innocuous, too convenient. "Easy, my dear. I would rather we didn't walk into a fight if we can avoid it."