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[ picard and seven have a mutual sort of understanding. when the dust settles and the haze has cleared from her mind, seven will need to speak with him in regards to the borg queen. because you are unique. that would likely haunt her for the rest of her days, the knowledge that she was willfully left behind with the hopes that she would be transformed into an individual that could be used against those who chose to liberate her instead of casting her out the nearest airlock like commander chakotay did to the rest of her unit. the collective hadn't wanted another drone when they blackmailed her into returning of her own free will — they'd wanted an individual. just like picard, just like locutus. ]
I need to regenerate. My confusion is likely to worsen if I do not. [ a pause a she remembers the alcove set within the walls of an apartment, complex borg technology standing out as stark a contrast against the white walls as her implants did on her face. ] I will enlist Commander Data's assistance in helping me locate an alcove. The wardens insisted in their welcome message that one would be accessible.
[ otherwise she would be unable to function in this world. she would become increasingly disoriented and her borg components would shut down, her human physiology failing shortly thereafter. one side of her could not exist without the other. ]