T'Lora who was done with her shift decided to have lunch in the rec room and get to know the crew. So far everyone was being very distant with her, treating her like she had no feelings. Probably had something to do with their experiences with Spock. T'Lora looked up when she saw Joe walk in.

"Hey, Joe", she smiled. "Can I get you something?"

"No", he sighed.

Something was off with him. T'Lora noticed he looked tired and aggravated. He got some food but it didn't seem like he bothered to heat it up. She watched as he started messing with his hand. There seemed to be something wrong.

"Joe, are you alright?" she asked.

"I'm fine!" he yelled.

T'Lora pulled away startled. She hadn't expected that reaction. Mr. Sulu and navigator/tactual officer Lt. Riley came into the room to get some coffee, talking about swords, something that interested her.

"Foil, it's a rapier, a thin sword", Sulu he explained.

"Alright, so what do you do with it? Riley asked.

"What do you mean, what do you do with it?" Sulu asked.

" Self-defense? Mayhem? Shish kebab?"

"You practice."

"For what?"

"Hello, Mr. Sulu", T'Lora said.

"Hello. Hi, Joey."

Joe didn't seem to be listening. He kept looking at his hands instead of eating. As Sulu and Riley rambled on, T'Lora paid less attention and tried to get a look at what might've been on Joe's hand.

"Hey, Joey you feeling alright? Sulu asked touching his arm.

Joe pulled away angrily.

"Get off me! You don't rank me and you don't have pointed ears, so just get off my neck!"

"What's with him?" Sulu asked as he looked at Riley and T'Lora.

"Nothing!" Joe said.

"He's been acting irrational for a bit", T'Lora said. "Joe, are you sure you're feeling alright?"

"Leave me alone!" he said. "We don't need another Spock, so why don't you just leave!"

T'Lora looked at him feeling hurt. This was not how she had expected her first day onboard the Enterprise to be. She thought she would be welcome warmly, not turned away by the crew. Everyone looked up as Uhura's voice sounded over the intercom.

"Attention. Engine room on standby alert. All duty personnel to the Bridge. Acknowledge."

"You sure you're alright now, Joe?" Sulu asked as he and Riley got up. "We've got to leave."

"We're all a bunch of hypocrites", Joe crazily rambled. "Sticking our noses into something that we've got no business. What are we doing out here, anyway?"

T'Lora watched unable to do anything. With the way he was acting, he looked like he could hit someone any moment.

"Take it easy, Joe", Sulu said patting his back.

Joe quickly pulled away. Just as T'Lora predicted, he got up looking ready to start a physical fight with Sulu.

"We bring pain and trouble with us, leave men and women stuck out on freezing planets until they die. What are we doing out here in space? Good? What good? We're polluting it, destroying it. We've got no business being out here. No business."

"Take it easy, Joe", Riley said.

Everyone backed away when Joe picked up a knife and pointed it at them.

"If a man was supposed to fly, he'd have wings", Joe continued. "If he was supposed to be out in space, he wouldn't need air to breathe, wouldn't need life-support systems to keep him from freezing to death."

"Hey, Joey, put the knife down, huh?" Riley said trying to calm him down.

"You're all steamed up, Joe", Sulu said trying to take the knife away.

"We don't belong here. It's not ours. Not ours. Destroying and watching. We don't belong. I don't belong. Six people died down there. Why do I deserve to live?"

Everyone watched as Joe prepared to stab himself. T'Lora got up and grabbed his arm.

"Let go!" Joe screamed.

She, Sulu and Riley grabbed onto Joe trying to keep him from stabbing himself. They fell over with Jow landing on top of the knife stabbing himself. T'Lora quickly grabbed napkins to try and bandage him as much as she could.

"Call for Doctor McCoy!" she said.