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Don't get frisky in the Arboretum.

[Riker bows respectfully in return. It's only appropriate.]

The same to you.

Is your starship nearby?

[There is the faintest hesitation with the word starship that suggested the word was unfamiliar.]

If by "nearby" you mean within 200 km above sea level? Then yes, it's near.

[Aya looked up, part of him expecting to see a spaceship hovering in the sky.]

You wouldn't be able to see it from here. It's in orbit. It may not even be on this side of the planet.

I didn't know. I've never heard of a starship before.

Oh... ah... well this is awkward. I'm afraid I'm not permitted to explain to you what a "starship" is.

Not permitted by the Federation?

Yes. We have a law called the Prime Directive. It forbids us from interacting with a species that hasn't yet reached space on their own. Another law called the Temporal Prime Directive also forbids us from sharing information about the future with people from another point in time.

As such I've said far too much.

I understand. Or, I understand orders and duty, anyway. Still, I would have very much liked to have seen your starship.

I'm afraid that's out of question.

[Aya smiles.]

That's what I expected.

[He meant it. He understands duty.]

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