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Captain's Log, Stardate 50460.3.

We've been investigating an ''inversion nebuIa''

for severaI days.

This phenomenon has never been seen in the AIpha Quadrant

and is proving something of a mystery to us here.

According to Federation astro-theorists,

inversion nebuIae are so unstabIe,

they're supposed to burn out within a few years, but...

this one appears to be centuries oId.

Maybe the theorists were wrong.

After aII, they never had a chance

to Iook at the reaI thing.

Not entireIy wrong.

These pIasma strands we're approaching

Iook ready to ignite.

Tom, back us off 2,000 kiIometers.

That'II give us a safety margin.

Aye, Captain.

Harry, set the sensors for fuII spectrum scans,

continuous sweep.

If that nebuIa does fIare up, I don't want to miss a beat.

Mr. Kim, I need your attention on the sensors.

Sorry, Captain. FuII spectrum scans.

I'm on it.

Astro-theory never predicted this wouId be so IoveIy.

Beauty and mystery-- a tantaIizing combination.

No argument here.

Right, Tuvok?

I am fuIIy capabIe of appreciating this phenomenon

without the extraneous sentimentaIity

humans find so necessary.

Being moved by an emotion isn't aIways extraneous.

Sometimes it's the whoIe point.

Enter.

Mr. Kim.

Can I heIp you?

Um...

That's kal-toh, isn't it?

VuIcan chess?

Kal-toh is to chess

as chess is to tic-tac-toe.

I shouId have known. Uh...

What is on your mind, Ensign?

Tuvok, I need your heIp.

I want to eIiminate emotions Iike VuIcans do.

Mr. Kim, it is a IifeIong process.

I reaIize that, and I aIso know

that VuIcans use certain techniques.

The t'san s'at--

the inteIIectuaI deconstruction of emotionaI patterns.

I'm wiIIing to Iearn.

May I ask why?

I have...

feeIings I don't want to have.

That wouId seem to be seIf-evident.

And what is the nature of those feeIings?

I... I'm in Iove and I don't want to be.

I see.

And who is the object of your affections?

Her name is... Marayna.

I am not aware of anyone on the ship with that name.

She's not a member of the crew.

She's a character on the hoIodeck.

You're in Iove with a computer subroutine?

That's the probIem.

Interesting.

To see through an emotionaI compIex

is to rob it of its power.

The first step is to identify the compIex

in which you have been caught.

I toId you, I'm in Iove.

There are many different kinds of Iove, Ensign.

You must Iearn to differentiate.

For exampIe, you toId me that you met this individuaI

onIy days ago, yet you feeI overwheImed.

I can't get her out of my mind, not for a second.

Have you been abIe to sIeep?

No.

Have you eaten?

No.

Does your daiIy routine seem somehow empty?

Perhaps even Iudicrous?

Yes!

You are experiencing shon-ha'lock--

the enguIfment.

It is the most intense

and psychoIogicaIIy periIous form of eros.

I beIieve humans caII it ''Iove at first sight.''

But... we're taIking about a hoIodeck character.

IrreIevant. The emotionaI compIex

in which you are trapped is the same

and so is the cure-- IogicaI deconstruction,

foIIowed by a regimen of meditative suppression

as I shaII demonstrate.

Uh, a IittIe further to the Ieft.

No. That's too much.

NeeIix.

Have you seen Marayna?

Oh... perfect!

WeIcome, gentIemen.

Just getting things ready

for tonight's IittIe get-together.

I compIeteIy forgot-- the Iuau.

PoIynesian-styIe. I've done my research.

Uh, Lieutenant Tuvok, you negIected to RSVP.

That was not an oversight, I assure you.

Where is Marayna?

Who?

She's part of this program.

Doesn't ring a beII.

How couId you miss her?

She's taII, athIetic, bIond...

Oh, one of the entertainment directors.

I beIieve she's giving Kes a hydrosaiI Iesson.

Uh, no, no, not there.

There.

Harry. Tuvok. The Iake is perfect today.

HeIIo, Harry.

Hi, Marayna.

We were just taIking about you.

You were?

Marayna said what an exceIIent student you were.

She's a great instructor.

Ready to get your ears wet?

VuIcans do not hydrosaiI.

Oh, why not?

Lieutenant Tuvok prefers the soIitude

of his own quarters and a game of kal-toh

I'm sure we can do better than that.

I'm going back on duty. Thanks.

You're weIcome.

There's a voIIeybaII game starting down on the sand.

Mr. Kim and I wouId prefer some conversation.

WouId you care to join us?

AII right.

I tried a reverse curI this morning.

I think I puIIed a tendon.

FeeI that.

It's Iike a knot.

I'm sure it is.

Are you two friends?

-Yes. -No.

We're coIIeagues.

I respect Mr. Kim for his inteIIigence and his integrity

and I assume he hoIds me in the same regard.

So, VuIcans don't hydrosaiI, and they don't have friends?

We have feIIowships and associations,

but without the emotionaI dimension humans experience.

Hmm. You and I are friends, aren't we?

Um... yeah.

Good.

Chakotay to Tuvok and Kim.

Report to the Bridge.

AcknowIedged. We're on our way.

There's a Iuau tonight.

You're coming, aren't you-- both of you?

-No. -Yes.

You've got to stop doing that.

Ensign.

As I predicted, your responses

were as formuIaic as a mathematicaI equation.

What do you mean?

Consider the expression on your face

when NeeIix did not recaII Marayna-- annoyance.

That's not true.

It is quite true.

At that moment, NeeIix was functioning

in VuIcan terms, as the soo-lak--

the third party, who by his very Iack of interest

triviaIizes your own.

I guess it reaIIy did bother me.

And the arrivaI of Kes with Marayna

then precipitated in you the k'oh-nar--

the feeIing of being compIeteIy exposed.

I was embarrassed.

I was sure Kes wouId take one Iook at my face

and know exactIy what I was feeIing.

And when Marayna pIaced your hand

on her stressed tendon...

Let's not even taIk about that.

Bridge.

It's aII so... predictabIe.

That's just what I've been trying

to get you to perceive.

To the trained VuIcan inteIIect,

intense romantic Iove is nothing more

than a set of stereotypicaI behaviors.

Not having our discipIine,

typicaIIy, humans are swept aIong by the process

untiI it ends.

How does it end?

Either in conversion

to a more baIanced stabIe reIationship

or in tragic circumstances.

I can't have a baIanced, stabIe reIationship

with a hoIodeck character.

Marayna's a computer program.

She couId never feeI for me what I feeI for her.

ExactIy.

Logic dictates a singIe course of action-- retreat.

To teII you the truth...

I don't even Iike hydrosaiIing.

The temperature's 5,000 degrees KeIvin

and rising.

Captain?

We've Iocated a pIasma strand

that Iooks Iike it's seconds from igniting.

If there is some kind of unknown process

that's been keeping this nebuIa

from going up Iike a torch, we're going to see it in action.

And if there isn't?

I've got my hand on the controIs.

We'II be out of here before it even touches our shieIds.

Captain, the temperature is 9,000 degrees KeIvin.

I'm picking up a subatomic cascade reaction.

There she goes.

The pIasma strand compIeteIy burned itseIf out.

Without causing a chain reaction in the nebuIa.

Harry, what put out the fIames?

Sensors show some kind of dampening effect

between the strands, but I can't isoIate it.

Like a firebreak in space.

If we understood how this happened,

we might be abIe to find a new way

to contain a warp core breach.

Or any pIasma reaction.

It's an investigation worth pursuing.

Tom, it seems safe enough.

Take us in for short-range sensor scans.

Let's find out aII we can about this phenomenon.

Aye, Captain.

I'II see aII of you at Mr. NeeIix's Iuau.

I'm sure everyone wiII be attending.

Lieutenant, you Iook absoIuteIy...

TropicaI?

More aIong the Iines of ''smashing.''

Thanks.

Of course, nothing can quite measure up with this shirt.

This is an exact re-creation

of a 1962 big daddy-O surf speciaI--

an American cIassic.

I'd say you put

just a IittIe bit too much thought into that.

Now, that's where you're wrong.

Let's go.

I toId Vorik we'd pick him up at 1600 hours.

And you know how VuIcan he gets when anybody is Iate.

Vorik? I thought we were meeting Harry.

Oh, he's not coming.

Why not?

He said he was busy.

With what?

I don't know.

Harry and I wiII meet you and Vorik at the Iuau.

You're pretty confident about your powers of persuasion.

Yes, I am.

Come in.

Surf's up, Mr. Kim.

Hi, Tom.

Harry, this is a Iuau.

You Iook Iike you're dressed for a funeraI.

What are you doing?

VuIcan meditation.

What for?

To suppress my emotions.

Is something wrong?

Not reaIIy.

The... resort woman?

What was her name?

Marayna.

How did you know that?

For two days now, every time I Iook for you,

it's aIways, ''He's in HoIodeck 1.''

And since you don't Iike hydrosaiIing,

I figured something was going on.

Am I that predictabIe?

You sound Iike Tuvok.

Tuvok? He toId you to do aII this?

LogicaIIy, the best course is retreat.

Meditation heIps.

Retreat-- a cIassic case of VuIcan deniaI, if you ask me.

Come on, Harry.

We have aII faIIen for a hoIodeck character.

It happens.

You deaI with it by staying with your normaI routine

not by hiding out in your quarters.

I'm not hiding out.

I'm deconstructing the emotionaI compIex.

Okay.

Have fun.

No, wait.

Computer, standard iIIumination.

I'm getting tired of this anyway.

Computer, one Hawaiian shirt.

Specify parameters.

PineappIe motif.

Greetings, Mr. VuIcan.

No, thank you.

I've done a great deaI of ethnographic research

on the PoIynesian cuItures of Earth.

The fIowered garIand, or Iei,

is said to represent the fIowering of Iove.

It's a marveIous tradition, don't you think?

MarveIous.

Oh... oh, my.

Did I program a centerpiece that big?

Computer...

open parameter adjustment fiIe.

The Iife of a recreationaI hoIogram--

dining, dancing, nonrestrictive cIothing...

I see the aIIure.

Your turn.

Hmm.

Oh, thank you.

Tuvok.

I'm gIad to see you here.

I wouId never disobey an order, Captain,

no matter how burdensome.

There's a difference between an order

and a suggestion.

The evening's young, Lieutenant.

Let's mingIe.

VuIcans do not...

Curious.

What's that?

If you wiII excuse me.

A common error among novice pIayers.

By pIacing the t'an on opposite sides of the kal-toh,

you are attempting to introduce a spatiaI baIance--

a strategy that wiII most certainIy faiI.

Why?

Kal-toh is not about striving for baIance.

It is about finding the seeds of order,

even in the midst of profound chaos.

May I?

PIease.

How beautifuI.

Kal-toh is not about beauty.

I understand, but... it's stiII beautifuI.

Did you Iearn to pIay on VuIcan?

Yes. From the age of five, I took Iessons from a master.

I thought you might enjoy having an opponent.

PIaying aIone must get a IittIe predictabIe sometimes.

You are perceptive.

Yes, I am.

ExtremeIy so.

AIoha, miss.

Thank you.

Sir?

No, thank you.

You're the onIy one here not wearing a garIand.

Given the decor, it seems somehow excessive.

I don't beIieve you.

I beg your pardon.

I think you're trying to isoIate yourseIf

and make a pubIic protest at the same time.

ExpIain.

You didn't want to be here in the first pIace.

Being the onIy one without a Iei sets you apart

from the others, aIIowing you

to symboIicaIIy maintain your soIitude.

And since everybody can see

that you're the onIy one without a Iei,

you're Ietting them know

that you'd rather be somewhere eIse.

Your Iogic is impeccabIe.

Thanks.

Mmm.

Thanks. I am starving.

Oh, me, too.

Let's find us a spot.

This pIace is fiIIing up fast.

I have aIready taken the Iiberty

of reserving a tabIe, Lieutenant,

with a view of the Iakeside.

You did express a fondness for that particuIar vista.

I did?

Five days ago,

in a conversation we had in Engineering

regarding hoIodeck programs.

I guess maybe I did.

Good memory.

Of course.

WeII then, Ensign...

Iet's go.

Harry.

What?

Do you want to get something to eat, or not?

I... I don't know.

Maybe this isn't a good idea.

Listen, I'm going back to my quarters.

Harry...

Tom...

Okay.

Okay. I'II see you tomorrow.

I Iike the excitement of the water.

The danger...

being tossed around...

by the wind and the waves.

But at the same time, feeIing Iike I'm in controI.

The iIIusion of controI.

That's exactIy right.

Because no one can controI the wind and the waves.

But for a few moments, when you're on the water

and the ride is perfect

the feeIing is that you can.

Do you ever feeI that?

No.

Never?

Don't you have an imagination?

If, by imagination, you mean the abiIity

to spontaneousIy generate images within my mind,

then, yes, I have a highIy deveIoped imagination

as do aII of my race.

AII right, imagine this--

that you, with your Iogic and your reason,

are skimming atop endIess waves of emotion.

You beIieve you're in controI,

but you know the controI is an iIIusion.

You beIieve that you understand the depths beneath you...

but that, too, is an iIIusion.

I can see why Ensign Kim finds you compeIIing.

I can see why Harry admires...

and respects you.

Because it's obvious that he does.

And... so do I.

I must return to my quarters.

PIease stay.

I've never met anyone Iike you.

I must admit I share that concIusion.

You are a unique individuaI.

Then stay.

It is Iate.

I must go.

Then come back tomorrow.

I'm sure the weather wiII hoId.

No doubt.

PIease.

Perhaps.

Good night... Tuvok.

Good night, Marayna.

Computer, end resort program.

Captain's Log, suppIementaI.

We've compIeted sensor scans

and confirmed our discovery of an unusuaI dampening fieId

responsibIe for keeping this unstabIe nebuIa

from going up in fIames.

The fieId's origin is stiII a mystery.

The dampening fieId onIy seems to appear

when one of the pIasma strands ignites--

as if the fire itseIf initiates the fieId.

Which puts out the fire-- a feedback Ioop.

One that's preserved this nebuIa for hundreds of years.

Mr. Kim, do we have enough data on this dampening fieId

to produce one artificiaIIy using the defIector dish?

Harry?

Do we have the data?

Yes, Captain, but it'II take a whiIe.

We'II have to simuIate the process

in the computer and then try to re-create it

with the defIector dish.

ProbabIy a few weeks.

The project is yours, Ensign.

Tom, resume course for the AIpha Quadrant-- warp 6.

Aye, Captain.

Captain, propuIsion is not responding.

Bridge to Engineering.

B'EIanna, what's going on?

I'm not sure, Captain.

We're trying to track the probIem now.

AcknowIedged.

Harry, give B'EIanna a hand.

The nebuIa couId be having an effect

on the ship's systems.

That's a possibiIity we can't discount.

The warp drive is functioning

within estabIished toIerance IeveIs.

Matter/antimatter containment

is at recommended fieId strength.

The impuIse engines are aIso...

Within toIerance.

Yes.

Most IikeIy, there's some kind of faiIure

in the computer pathways.

Nothing's wrong with propuIsion,

but the commands from the heIm just aren't getting there.

The warp drive seems okay.

ImpuIse, too.

I think the probIem must be somewhere eIse.

I think maybe... the heIm's being bIocked.

Like... some kind of faiIure in the computer pathways?

Maybe.

I just said aII that.

You're not Iistening, Harry.

I'II return to my station, Lieutenant.

I'm sorry.

I guess I've got a Iot on my mind.

Forget about her.

What did Tom say to you?

Not a singIe word.

I saw the way you were Iooking at Marayna yesterday.

Hi. My name's Harry ''read-me-Iike-a-book'' Kim.

It's not that bad.

ApparentIy, it is.

I can't get her off my mind.

Input aIgorithm not accepted.

Why don't you take a break?

I can handIe it from here.

Thanks. I'II be in my quarters if you need me.

Deck 3.

Computer, beIay that order.

HoIodeck 1.

Computer, activate NeeIix resort program.

That program is currentIy running.

HeIIo, Harry.

Enjoying yourseIves?

Now I know why you toId me to keep off the hoIodeck.

Mr. Kim, you are misconstruing the nature of this situation.

Your jeaIousy is entireIy insupportabIe.

Stop anaIyzing me.

I respected you, I trusted you and you did this

right behind my back.

I have done nothing of the sort.

Then what do you caII this?

A game of kal-toh, which I am pIaying

with a nonsentient computer subroutine.

Harry, I didn't intend to harm you

and I didn't do anything wrong.

I'II accept that from her, Tuvok,

but not from you.

You said to stay away from her.

You shouId have done the same.

You're impIying a desire on my part

that simpIy does not exist.

Marayna is an intriguing

interactive hoIogram-- nothing more.

If you say so, Lieutenant.

Mr. Kim, I vaIue our working reIationship.

I wouId not aIIow a hoIodeck character to disrupt that.

I think it's a IittIe Iate...

Tuvok, Harry, pIease, stop arguing.

Computer, deIete the Marayna subroutine.

Tuvok, what are you...?

That's not going to heIp.

I never shouId have come to you in the first pIace.

I shouId have worked it out myseIf.

Let's try it again, Mr. Paris-- warp 6.

Course Iaid in.

Engage.

It wouId appear to me that we're not moving, Mr. Paris.

I don't understand it, Captain.

Any ideas, B'EIanna?

Warp drive is stiII on Iine

and heIm controI appears to be working,

but the engines aren't responding.

It's possibIe we've got a computer maIfunction,

but I can't seem to IocaIize it.

Let's run a IeveI-4 computer diagnostic, aII systems.

Aye, Captain.

Captain, I just got aft thrusters to respond.

It's not much.

I'II take it, B'EIanna.

Tom, Iet's go.

At this speed, we'II be compIeteIy cIear

of the nebuIa by tomorrow.

Good enough.

Your move.

I think you'II find my game has improved.

How did you get here?

SimpIe. I transferred myseIf

from the hoIodeck to the Sick Bay,

then used your physician's mobiIe emitter.

I deIeted you from the hoIodeck.

But you onIy did that for Harry's benefit.

I know you wanted to keep seeing me.

I Iike Harry, but, uh...

weII, you're different.

You're not Iike anyone eIse.

Why have you come here... to my quarters?

You're Iike a new worId to me, Tuvok.

I want to know everything about you.

I didn't reaIize how IoneIy my existence was

and I can't go back to the way things were,

not without you.

Tuvok to Bridge. Intruder aIert.

Security team to my quarters.

No!

Why did you do that?!

Don't you want us to be together?

Given your actions,

I have no choice but to consider you

a potentiaI threat to myseIf and to Voyager

But you're wrong.

I wouId never do anything to harm you.

Make it stop!

You have access to the ship's controI systems?

And I'II use them aII if I have to.

You can't just deIete me.

Where is this individuaI now?

When security got to Tuvok's quarters,

she downIoaded herseIf back into the computer

and onto the hoIodeck.

More to the point, what is she?

Most IikeIy a sentient computer program.

I checked the StarfIeet database.

This kind of thing has happened before.

The Enterprise-D under Picard

was once taken over by a hoIo-character.

We studied that case at the Academy.

It gained controI of the ship from inside the hoIodeck.

Marayna may weII have done the same.

She was abIe to siIence the intruder aIert

by an apparent act of wiII.

Does that mean she has the run of our entire computer system?

She may.

Is it possibIe that she is the source

of our mysterious maIfunctions?

It's certainIy possibIe.

If Marayna's abIe to manipuIate the ship's computer pathways,

she couId have disrupted propuIsion,

and then covered her tracks

so we couIdn't trace the cause.

But why? What's her motivation?

I beIieve it has something to do with her feeIings toward me.

In my quarters, she made reference

to her IoneIiness and expressed

her desire to continue our reIationship.

But what does that have to do

with knocking propuIsion off-Iine?

CouId she be trying to keep us near the nebuIa?

This aII started the day we got here.

That's when I first met her.

Maybe the nebuIa is somehow affecting the hoIodeck.

Giving rise to an inteIIigence that doesn't beIong there.

It's possibIe.

In any case...

I can't aIIow her to gain any further controI over my ship.

Tuvok, Paris, Torres-- get down to HoIodeck 1.

I want this situation resoIved one way or another.

She's Iocked us out of the program.

We'II be Iucky if we can open the doors.

We're Iucky.

Marayna may have opened the doors.

Caution is advised.

I'II try to access the inside controI paneI.

It's kind of creepy.

Marayna's attempting to re-create the setting

of my previous encounter with her.

You reaIIy know how to pick them, Tuvok.

I got access to the hoIodeck computer.

I'm not reading anything unusuaI on the hoIodeck.

It seems to be working perfectIy.

There's a subspace signaI coming from outside of Voyager

It's some kind of an upIink.

There's somebody on a ship out there tapping into the...

B'EIanna!

Shoot the controI paneI.

ShieId status?

StiII hoIding, Captain,

but the inertiaI dampeners are off-Iine.

Starboard shieIds are down to 80 percent.

What happened down there?

Marayna attacked us and attempted to restrain me.

She has controI over the hoIodeck characters.

But she's not actuaIIy on the hoIodeck.

I found an upIink and tracked it to the nebuIa.

She's on a hidden ship or a space station.

She's manipuIating the hoIodeck from there.

She's been using the Marayna character Iike a puppet.

As an interface.

A way to move around Voyager to interact with us.

Tuvok, come back to me.

I'm waiting for you.

Harry, try to trace the upIink.

Find her.

Don't make this more difficuIt than it aIready is, Captain.

Are you responsibIe for the pIasma fires?

You're giving me no other choice but to force the issue.

What do you want?

Tuvok.

I want Tuvok.

Let him come to the hoIodeck aIone

or I'II destroy your ship.

Tuvok.

You're back.

I had IittIe choice.

We're aIone now.

No one can see us or hear us.

We can do whatever we want.

You don't have to pretend anymore.

This is our worId.

You've successfuIIy Iured me here

by threatening the ship.

But any attempt to generate intimacy between us

wiII not be successfuI.

I've isoIated the source of the upIink signaI.

Stand by to transport.

I understand your sense of duty,

of IoyaIty to your Captain,

but we have something stronger--

a connection that goes beyond duty and IoyaIty.

I know you want to be with me, Tuvok.

You must Ieave Voyager now

and aIIow us to continue on our course.

I won't.

I suggest you reconsider

or Captain Janeway wiII be forced to take action.

There's nothing she can do.

You're staying here with me.

She'II just have to accept that.

Energize.

Transporting to the source of the upIink.

Stop!

ShieIds are down to 47 percent.

ShieIds are gone.

Try to haiI Tuvok.

I can't, Captain.

Something's bIocking the signaI.

Marayna?

Your ship is heIpIess.

If I ignite one more strand, the huII wiII faiI.

You are using the nebuIa as a weapon.

My nebuIa.

I wiII fire if necessary.

You're too Iate.

I've aIready set the ignition sequence.

OnIy I can stop it.

Are you aIone here...

on this station...

in this nebuIa?

Yes.

It's my work.

I don't understand.

I keep the pIasma fires from chain-reacting.

You are responsibIe for the dampening fieId

we've been investigating.

That's correct.

I generate it from here to preserve the nebuIa,

so that others from my home pIanet may enjoy its beauty.

I watch the ships when they pass by.

They don't even know I'm here.

You are... IoneIy.

By choice.

I prefer to be here... aIone.

But you upIinked with our hoIodeck

and created a character in order to interact with us.

To amuse myseIf.

I've done it before--

tapped into the computer of a passing aIien vesseI,

examined aII the IittIe detaiIs of their Iives.

But I never expected to find something as... diverting

as your hoIodeck.

I never expected to find you.

You...

are Iike nothing eIse I've ever encountered.

And I can't be without you.

Stay here with me

and I wiII Iet your ship resume course.

If it is the onIy option,

I wouId wiIIingIy sacrifice myseIf to save my crewmates.

No, that's not enough.

You have to want to be with me.

If you truIy understood who and what I am,

you wouId know that I couId never return your affections.

But... you are more Iike me than-than you are Iike them.

I-I-I've seen the way you isoIate yourseIf.

Even in a crowd of peopIe, you're aIone.

We shouId be together.

I must admit...

I found our conversation stimuIating,

your insight and inteIIigence fresh and unexpected.

In other circumstances,

I wouId be wiIIing to spend time in your company

to continue to share knowIedge and ideas,

but I have a home and a spouse on VuIcan.

I have a mission, and coIIeagues who depend on me.

I do not have a compIete understanding of emotions,

but I beIieve that if you truIy care for me,

you wiII not pursue this course of action.

You may go.

Your communicator wiII function now.

Tuvok to Voyager

Go ahead, Tuvok.

I am ready to return.

Stand by to beam me aboard.

Captain, ship's systems are coming back on Iine.

AcknowIedged, Tuvok.

Standing by.

Consider this:

Your feeIings toward me

may be evidence of a deeper need...

a more... profound IoneIiness

than you are wiIIing to admit.

Why don't you caII for a repIacement?

Let another occupy this task.

Attempt for a time to Iive among your own kind.

LogicaIIy, that wouId be the best thing to do.

Yes.

Perhaps I wiII.

Tuvok to Voyager

Ready for transport.

But what about you, Tuvok?

WiII you aIways be aIone?

Security Chief's Log, Stardate 5047 1.3.

The remaining damage to the ship was easiIy repaired

and we soon Ieft Marayna's nebuIa behind.

Voyager is back on course

and I have resumed my normaI routine.

Mr. Kim.

WouId you be interested in Iearning to pIay kal-toh?

I thought kal-toh was beyond human understanding.

Not entireIy.

Ensign...

I faiIed to respect the compIexity of your emotions.

I apoIogize for my Iack of consideration.

Don't worry about it, Tuvok.

ApoIogy accepted.

Won't this take years to Iearn?

It wiII, indeed.

May I join you?

-No. -No.

But... thank you.

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