Terzen gets to his feet when the Captain walks in. Standing at half-attention, respectfully.

"Yes, captain." A pause as Terzen frowns. "Sir, it is ny duty to inform you that, under the rules of the Temporal Prime Directive, that I am from a time period in your immediate future. Approximately one year, at most."

He looks apologetic. "Far be it for me to add to the complications of this scenario, but I figured it was best you knew, especially when making contact with the Pathfinder. For all they know, I'm still there, as a Lieutenant."

And also avoiding a visit from Temporal Investigations. Temporal incursions were frowned upon, after all.