::ignores probable jibe at mental state, jabbing stylus down on desk in a restrained fit of frustration::
Oh, I'd say it's a department wide flaw.
Molly told me. She's loving the new job, by the way. Just what she always wanted to do with her life.
Let me assure you, son, were it a possibility, I would be there in your sister's stead!
::forcibly lowers tone from bark, not missing the automatic flinch from the other side of the screen::
::lifts knick knack from own desk, twisting it to busy hands and channel anger::
She's safe...relatively speaking...for the first time in many years. Not on Romulus, at least.
Or in the Delta Quadrant?
::hates that too, the return to childhood subservience::
::sighs, the weight of too many years and too many identical fights settling::
It's hardly your fault your ship was stranded across the galaxy.
::shakes head, moving eyes away from screen and to viewport, mentally tracing the path back...all the way to the beginning of Voyager's god-forsaken journey::
It wasn't my ship. It was your beloved Kathryn's. I was just a convict getting a free ride and a free pass in exchange for a little more perfidy.
If I had turned Janeway down I would have been out of Auckland in a couple of years, everyone's dignity intact.
I think not.
Thomas, look at me.
::waits patiently for compliance, stilling hands::
I won't deny that your acceptance of Command's offer disappointed me at the time, but had we the chance to do it again, I would encourage you to make the same decision. Clearly, your time on Voyager has been a better lesson than any prison term or rehabilitation might have proven.
If you were here, had been here all along, I have no doubt that you wouldn't be half the man you are today...and wouldn't have any of the blessings you have.
They're not a blessing until after at least two cups of coffee...
::swallows mumble, offering another, slightly more sincere smile::
You're right. And I wouldn't change a thing, either, for those reasons.
I have two of the most beautiful, brilliant kids in any universe, and I can thank one equally beautiful and brilliant woman for it. But she's not mine anymore, and there's someone else I care a hell of a lot about and need to keep safe.
::squares shoulders, putting business back in tone::
There's a disparity between what we've been sending out in records and what Molly says is free knowledge back home. Seven and her father apparently aren't listed on any released manifests. Hell, Molly couldn't even find any interviews with Irene Hansen. They're completely off the record outside of 'fleet.
I don't like the sound of that.
::frankly, agrees with him...but withholds that comment::
The Hansens would be subject to interview and examination upon return regardless of our present situation. The Borg have never been an enemy treated lightly and Magnus Hansen already had feathers ruffled even before his assimilation.
That isn't what I was asking. I'm aware of basic debriefing procedures.
I just don't see why those would call for complete classification of their presence. Nobody else has a complete blackout thrown over them, not me, not the Maquis, not the EMH or Neelix or our guests. And we'll all have to be debriefed as well.
::loses battle with patience, voice wavering::
Do you expect me to believe that they'll just be chatted up, scanned, and released?
If I recall, Miss Hansen, at least, is still tethered to an alcove for regeneration. Command certainly won't be allowing one of those off the premises, so some observation will be necessary regardless.
Other than that...I'm uncertain.
I'm well aware of your lack of trust for Starfleet, but have you given thought to what the Hansens might expect from other factions, even civilians? Many lost loved ones to the Borg during their last incursion, Thomas. The very foundation of our civilization was shaken.
People aren't going to take lightly to having Borg walking free.
All I hope is that they'll be given the chance to prove themselves as exactly what they are-people who were victimized by the Borg as much as anyone else was.
Magnus Hansen made some stupid decisions but I'm told a lot of people do that and earn forgiveness for it. He lost the woman he loved and believe me, that's enough to open anyone's eyes and bring them to their knees in humility.
And Seven...she was just a child. The fact that she was able to break from the Collective after spending most of her life part if it should say enough. She just wants to regain as much of her humanity as possible.
::tilts lips up, a little sarcastically::
Since you obviously haven't read the latest updates, I'll fill you in, by the way. It isn't 'Miss Hansen', it's 'Mrs. Paris'.
She's family now, Dad, like it or not.
::shuts eyes, pressing thumb to temple in vain battle against throbbing::
::reopens them, surveying sparse offering of padds on desk...no Pathfinder briefs, that's for certain::
No, I didn't realize.
...I'll do everything I can to sway the rest of the Admiralty to a more understanding frame of mind, of course, but you must realize there's only so much I can do.
::narrows eyes...that's a far cry from his usual spiel about how power is equal to the force you put behind your convictions::
::maybe a lot has changed::
All I ask is that you try. It's bound to do some good.
::frowns, revisiting earlier part of conversation::
What did you mean when you said you'd be in Molly's place if you could?
She didn't share every detail, then?
Moira is aboard the Titan. I believe we have their last logged location as roughly a parsec past the Gum Nebula. Scientific exploration is partly their mission...
::wisely leaves out any reference to Borg hunting::
...but they were also hoping to rendezvous with Voyager at some point. They have slip stream technology.
::at nod, sits back, already formulating another argument to present to captainchakotay