"You're an unwelcome addition to the game, yet you've entered it of your own volition." A shake of his head. "That's incredibly rude. And there's a punishment."

He winks out to behind Alec, folding his arms.

"Call me the mediator. Your primitive control over space-time has led you to this situation, and now you're stuck here. Perhaps you'll think again next time you decide to crash the party."

Q grins again. "And don't think you can simply turn your powers back on. You should have done your research before invading. I think you'll find it most impossible."