Kind of. Anyway, the nurse with the
They were still being followed. That wasn't too weird. There was always at least one giant prick of a hall monitor lurking with mouth-breathing anticipation for the day someone misplaced their clearance. These were just--maybe they'd never seen a Romulan before, or something. Whatever. They weren't in his way. Oren didn't pay them any attention. So neither did he.
And they were free! Sort of.
It was true: he wasn't actually asleep, they really were on a Fed station, they were kind of free, and this place did have a bar.
Way better than a dream.