Trailing along at his side, she's holding the carrier before her like it housed that puppy he left for her in her ready room and not an assortment of tribbles. She's going to lock them in a room once they get home until the midnight hour causes them to vanish, but they were going home with them, one way or another.

"Something with real potential, like me? Then again, I suppose when you've got a human for a pet, you don't need a few hundred tribbles."