Ezri slid into the free next to Will, a cup of ginger tea in her hands. It was either that, vomit all over the nice floors of Ten Forward, or bother Julian again in sickbay. Maybe one of these day's she'd forgive herself, get over it and not want to get space sick all over Captain Picard's floors. But today was not that day.

"You have no idea who I am do you?" Ezri smiled at the Enterprise's first officer. "That's alright.I'm not really sure who I am anyway. Ezri." The Trill offered a hand.