[He nods, uncertain of how she missed the fact that there was an alcove here, but also understanding and even empathizing with being ripped out of one's world and the different reactions one could have in the uncertainty that immediately followed such an act. Jean-Luc had chosen to go through every file available on the communication device he had been given before choosing a course of action. Having been here through another influx of new arrivals, he'd been struck by the differing reactions of each new arrival. No doubt, Seven's reaction had played into her missing the information from the AI's. It was understandable.]
Yes. They have. Although I'd like to speak more with you about that as we make our way to the prison medical facilities.
[He gestures to the door of the education center.] Shall we walk?