That makes him pause. Doesn't exactly drain the anger, but it forces him to quell it enough to think.

"The only people who seem to know anything useful, we can't get ready access to..."

He pauses in thought. "But the question is: do we need that? I get the feeling Q and I have a lot in common. Which means, getting his attention, should be easy enough."

Now he's pacing. Anger sometimes kicks his brain into gear. "We already know everything we need to. So what do we know? One: he doesn't intend to harm or kill us. At least not yet. So, you are an all-powerful creature, able to prevent reality from collapsing as different universes intermix. Why would you do that? Why bring them together in the first place?"