“I’m sorry, Commander,” said the woman as she approached, and the way she offered the rank without hesitation told Georgiou that she was familiar with Starfleet. “My name is Winona Kirk. I’m a xenobiologist working with the colony’s science institute. I hope my son hasn’t been causing any trouble.” To the boy, she said, “I’ve been looking all over for you. There’s a curfew for children, you know.” “I told Sam I’d be here.” “Then you can bet I’ll be having a little chat with you and your brother when we get home.” Winona turned to Georgiou. “What’s he done now?”
