Ezri hung her head, shoulders slumping downward until she realized that was probably a bad position and was making her a tiny bit more nauseous.

"I know, I know. What can I say? Sooner or later I'll do something and she's going to figure it out! Can I really just say 'Hi, I'm Ezri. I kind of got the Dax symbiont after you by mistake and oh by the way you completely intimidate me.'" Ezri gave Julian a look. "Cause that sounds just great. I'm a real gift to the Dax line you see." It was true. Everyone else had brought something new and exciting to Dax. But Ezri? She wasn't as brazen as Curzon or full of life as Jadzia, as smart as Tobin or nimble as Emony. She was just Ezri. She wasn't even chosen. She didn't even want to be chosen.

"Think maybe Q will accept that this is all a horrible mistake and just send me back?"