"Unbelievable. Oh, no, we've met."

He doesn't explain. He just gets to his feet.

"Before we speak again, I hope you make up your mind," says Cambridge, "on how much you would and would not like to know about your future on Voyager. In addition, you can decide or decide not to have any further interaction with me. I won't take it personally. Voyager is where I belong, but not your Voyager." A tight, and bitter smile. "You don't know me from Adam."

And, if there's nothing else, Cambridge will go.