She laughs politely, warmth exuding from her expression. There is something just underneath, though; a sense of regret and of pain at the question. For some people there is no way home, and Guinan happens to be one of them. But whatever the emotion, it's slight and fleeting.

"Sorry, I'm fresh out. I plan to restock once our engines are up and running again."

She opens her palms in a shrug.

"But you don't seem to be far from home."