Were there any other Klingons in the camp or was Martok the only one for two years?
Like imagine you’re the only one of your kind, without as much as a mirror to remind you what your people look like. You’re surrounded by people but culturally they are nothing like you.
And then suddenly there’s another, picking you up and fighting by your side. Someone who embodies the values of your culture in way you haven’t seen in a long time. Someone with skills that make them seem more like a figure of myth than a real person.
If that’s the case then no wonder he’s obsessed with Worf









