action;
Oh I'd much rather be in complete control of my faculties, thank you. [The mistletoe bots had left him with a sour taste in his mouth and since then he'd been very much on edge. Of course, back on the Enterprise he would have gone to the bridge or Ten-Forward, both with magnificent views of their current solar system, a sight that promised that things were ever in a state of flux, that if he was feeling uncomfortable, there would soon be something else to focus on. Here there is no such thing.
Before Seven can get too far, Jean-Luc speaks again as if he didn't notices that she had attempted to walk away.] There are no stars.