[She smirks at his comment.]

You should've started twenty years ago. As for these things... [She avoids touching them, because it's Isha, and Isha refuses to even try.

For now, at least.]

From what I hear, much of the abnormal is normal, as well as dangerous.

[They're not too far from the Observation Deck, one of the most open areas on the ship. Isha feels it too, the eyes, the shadows watching. If anything planned on jumping them, it would be difficult to catch them unaware. It would risk everyone too, including any perpetuator planning on attacking.]

It wasn't just people, though. Things. The ship is operational purely by miracle.

[Q follows closely, just a few paces behind her. He's as good as a pair of eyes on the back of her head.]