Abby turned around to see the stars flying past her on the viewing screen indicated. "Oh. That's different. That's....never happened before." Sure she'd be to the future. And it had been entirely unpleasant. None of this indoor climate control and flying space ship stuff.

"Your name is Doctor Julian Bashir?" They did say everyone has a double. But this was uncanny. "You don't happen to have any identification on you?" Holding an EMD at a Doctor. That was embarrassing. But, for the record, completely understandable. Was this the same thing that Cutter was going on about? Did someone change something and people became, well...different.

"Last time I saw you your name was Philip Burton and you were a bit.." Abby paused. "Grey."