"Well where I'm coming from you were kind of a dinosaur hunter. Or rather, a bureaucrat who thankfully left the dinosaur problems to people who could actually handle them." Clearly she had a high opinion of him. Philip had been brilliant. It was the ego that came along with the brilliance that she had a problem with. And his attitude toward other life forms that weren't his own.

"Thank you.I guess I have to trust you. Even if you don't have any ID." Really, what place didn't have ID? Or pockets?

"Starfleet." Abby repeated. "You have a fleet of space ships and by some gift of the imagination, all you can come up with for a name is 'Starfleet'. Original."