"Huh." It is a pretty smooth ride. If only he could go back in time and tell his 15-year-old self that he'd one day be on the Enterprise. Almost without thinking, he hops a few times to make sure the ground underneath him is solid. Yep. "Well, I'm weirdly relieved I'm not the only guy with a bizarre war story, though I'd rather be back home with a six-pack and a ... oh, man, I wonder if they have chocolate here."

John misses chocolate. Maybe he should be worrying instead of casting about for a replicator, but he hasn't yet been taken hostage, probed, and lied to enough to be as wary of this place as he should be. It's just another weird alien thing, right? A familiar alien thing, but hey, he'll take it over Denteks and Hynerians any day. "How long have you been here, man?"