It's never a good thing to see a warship look perturbed. And that is pretty much how she looks for a moment before she walks over to the window. He follows her, waiting, arms crossed, for her sensors and processors to confirm what he already knows. The positions of these stars are wrong. They won't match with the charts she has stored in her vast mind. Not for CY 10088. More like ... CY 7286.
That's exactly what she says as she turns to look at him, her expression questioning, seeking answers. From him, her captain. The man she trusts, believes, obeys, above all others.
"On a ship called the USS Enterprise. What you worked out from the stars matches what I've been told. We're ..." His hands drop and his lips purse.
Of anyone, Rommie, who was with him during the time of the Commonwealth, or at least whose consciousness was, if not this android body, knows what the rest of it means to him.
She's High Guard, too, to the core, just like him.
"In some sort of divergent reality where there is and was no Commonwealth."
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That's exactly what she says as she turns to look at him, her expression questioning, seeking answers. From him, her captain. The man she trusts, believes, obeys, above all others.
"On a ship called the USS Enterprise. What you worked out from the stars matches what I've been told. We're ..." His hands drop and his lips purse.
Of anyone, Rommie, who was with him during the time of the Commonwealth, or at least whose consciousness was, if not this android body, knows what the rest of it means to him.
She's High Guard, too, to the core, just like him.
"In some sort of divergent reality where there is and was no Commonwealth."