['Peace and prosperity', what a nice phrase. Almost familiar phrase. Before he can decide why it seems familiar, though, the Lieutenant is going on to describe...the rest, of what she does.
And it's like a switch being flipped on, really, as the solemn thoughtfulness of Voyager's demeanor almost immediately evaporates in place of widening eyes. He sits upright. Astrogator, a navigator of--]
Your "ship"--you travel the stars too?!
[Travel the stars. The question of family is, alas, utterly submerged by this revelation. (Though perhaps that's for the better, considering how the answer would be...strange...) Sitting upright becomes standing upright--and then, naturally as anything, Voyager hops off the top of the awning as one might the last stair of a staircase to the floor below. It's a floaty sort of movement entirely at odds with what his apparent weight ought to be, as he quite literally drifts down to Ari's level instead of falling, landing so lightly on his feet that the heels of his boots only elicit the most gentle tap upon the deck
Never mind that, though! He lands in front of her, still at a polite conversational distance, but a visible excitement already starting to brim over as he turns to properly face her.]
Miss Lieutenant Tayrey, do you come from another planet?
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And it's like a switch being flipped on, really, as the solemn thoughtfulness of Voyager's demeanor almost immediately evaporates in place of widening eyes. He sits upright. Astrogator, a navigator of--]
Your "ship"--you travel the stars too?!
[Travel the stars. The question of family is, alas, utterly submerged by this revelation. (Though perhaps that's for the better, considering how the answer would be...strange...) Sitting upright becomes standing upright--and then, naturally as anything, Voyager hops off the top of the awning as one might the last stair of a staircase to the floor below. It's a floaty sort of movement entirely at odds with what his apparent weight ought to be, as he quite literally drifts down to Ari's level instead of falling, landing so lightly on his feet that the heels of his boots only elicit the most gentle tap upon the deck
Never mind that, though! He lands in front of her, still at a polite conversational distance, but a visible excitement already starting to brim over as he turns to properly face her.]
Miss Lieutenant Tayrey, do you come from another planet?