Naomi nods easily. It's normal to her. She was born on Voyager and it's the only home she's ever known. The idea of living anywhere else is foreign to her.

"We're in the Delta Quadrant."

Because that's not classified information. Everyone knows that.

But now's the time that she looks around to see if this really is her room. Her mom always keeps the windows covered for her when she sleeps, so the various stars and moons they pass won't keep her awake. This makes it hard to tell where they are exactly, but she'll do her best.

"I think we're in my room." She thinks, but may not be right.