Cooped up is something Kathryn's used to. She's been contained within the walls of her ship for the past three and a half years. What's one box to another? Except this box isn't the one she captains, isn't the one she belongs on. Voyager's her constant, and she's dedicated the rest of her life to ensuring that her crew gets home. She can't exactly do that when she's standing on a different, far more archaic vessel.
"Of course." These things were never so straightforward. Or easy. Difficult is something she's accustomed to, as well. "I have an unusual question, one you might not be able to answer, but I have to ask it all the same. What year is it?"
Late 20th Century, if she had to wager a guess, but she was a quantum cosmologist not a historian.
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"Of course." These things were never so straightforward. Or easy. Difficult is something she's accustomed to, as well. "I have an unusual question, one you might not be able to answer, but I have to ask it all the same. What year is it?"
Late 20th Century, if she had to wager a guess, but she was a quantum cosmologist not a historian.