Monsters

Now we know what they mean by ‘advanced’ tactical training. A surprise party? Mr. Worf, I hate surprise parties. I would never do that to you. I will obey your orders. I will serve this ship as First Officer. And in an attack against the Enterprise, I will die with this crew.

Our neural pathways have become accustomed to your sensory input patterns. We know you’re dealing in stolen ore. But I wanna talk about the assassination attempt on Lieutenant Worf. What? We’re not at all alike! That might’ve been one of the shortest assignments in the history of Starfleet. You bet I’m agitated! I may be surrounded by insanity, but I am not insane.