"Glad we've settled that account," Julian says good-naturedly. It's much better to be mistaken for another person than a Dominion spy, and as long as Abby isn't about to attack him, he's content to let it lie.

Julian wouldn't harm anyone or anything, unless provoked. If he had to, he was very capable of being a soldier as well as a doctor--undeniably he preferred the latter, but sometimes there was no choice. Right now, though, that was the farthest thing from his mind.

"We could recreate his natural environment in the holodeck, for a while at least. Let him really stretch his...well, I suppose they aren't technically wings, are they? More of a glide..."