He nods stiffly, poring over the console as the other man speaks.

"It is entirely possible, Lieutenant Commander, that where we are in relation to the Starfleet bases you have come in contact with is not of the same dimension," he says, weighing the options carefully. "Ever since Q has boarded our vessel, we have had difficulty reconciling time and space with our new passengers."

Some, though familiar, come from entirely different points than any Picard would know them from. "Tell me again the condition you last left the Pathfinder in?"