For Threshold Day 2025.
Theoretical Impossibilities
"You talk a big game," Harry notes, the Delaney twins heading in the opposite direction, "despite very few, uh—" The metaphor fails him. "Points? Scored?"
Tom winks. "I've got a love that keeps me waiting."
Whatever that means. He's full of lines like that.
But then there's the warp ten flight. And… after it. After Tom and the Captain are de-evolved, debriefed, and awkwardly discharged. Harry replicates a congratulatory pizza, steps out into the corridor—then jolts back inside, as Janeway casts a wary glance over her shoulder, and disappears into Tom's quarters.
Harry laughs out loud.
Finally, he understands.