Heh, probably, but heaving a healthy conversation in your head can be helpful. I mean, haven't you ever talked to yourself to work out a problem before? It's just thinking aloud.

Well, to each their own.

At least you're back, which I guess is comforting somehow.

I hear you there. I was kidnapped once and I think at times I was sure I was being stuffed into a secret compartment or something for all the room I got.

I'm quietly waiting for the next go around. It makes me wonder if I should be writing out a will and testament, you know?

Don't you? I want to go home. I miss the Enterprise, my crew.

Would it? I've seen some things stay behind when people leave and others not. Do they choose what gets sent with us - or erased from Luceti on our departure when we're no longer useful?

Well, then some parts of us stay behind, speak of our presence here. And of course those that remember us. But don't you think it's weird they basically try and erase all other evidence of us ever having been here? Like this whole thing wasn't shady enough.

Maybe, in which case... this just gets creepier. Guh.

You don't think it's creepy they seem to try really, really hard to get rid of every trace of our existence when they're done with us? Just a little?

Even if it's not, it's still creepy to me - to much like playing God or something.

People shouldn't play with people like that. It's not right.

Personally? Yes. I don't like the idea of anyone moving me across a chess board. Let me make my own decisions and go from there.

Yeah, sure I have. It doesn't mean I respond well to authority.

[ It was so very true, it really was. But that's probably why he was happiest out in the stars, where it was his decisions, and no waiting on red tape to clear. ]