She could not get comfortable.
The steady hum of Enterprise was both familiar and strikingly discordant, though T’Pol suspected her subconscious was simply trying to locate the hiccup in the warp field that had caused the T’Muna-Doth’s superluminal transit to feel so bumpy. Given how critical she had been about the Enterprise’s capabilities when she first came aboard, it was strangely unsettling to be aboard the Starfleet vessel and consider it vastly superior in every way to a Vulcan craft. Silently, she filed the thought away for later review – Trip would find it amusing.
Today was the third day since her awakening in Challenger’s medical facility and she was still struggling with the vast changes that had greeted her. For the first time in a very long time – before Tolaris actually –
