On some level, one she would never admit to, Kathryn was equal parts jealous and wary of the link. It wasn't something she wanted to experience firsthand, but she envied the easy depth of the connection, of that which was shared readily between her first officer and the other members of the rogue collective. And at the same time, she feared it. Kathryn was an intensely private person who kept much to herself, locked away in various crevices of her mind with the intention of never allowing them to see the light of day. The link would eradicate that protective layer, exposing her in a way she wouldn't appreciate.
"It should," she reassured, lightly squeezing the flesh beneath her palm. Kathryn didn't understand how all of this worked, but she was confident that with time, the lingering effects of the link would wear off.
And she hoped that it would stay that way. Running into more Borg was an inevitability she had already excepted, something she knew was a possibility from the moment they began charting a course through the Delta Quadrant. The last thing Chakotay needed was for the link to reactivate itself once the Collective reared its ugly head.
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Date: 2017-03-31 03:13 am (UTC)"It should," she reassured, lightly squeezing the flesh beneath her palm. Kathryn didn't understand how all of this worked, but she was confident that with time, the lingering effects of the link would wear off.
And she hoped that it would stay that way. Running into more Borg was an inevitability she had already excepted, something she knew was a possibility from the moment they began charting a course through the Delta Quadrant. The last thing Chakotay needed was for the link to reactivate itself once the Collective reared its ugly head.