Old Friends
We slipped into orbit around Ferenginar early this morning. The spaceport was packed—no surprise, really. Word had clearly spread about our arrival, and with Grand Nagus Rom and Leeta coming to greet us personally, the whole place erupted into a lively commotion.
Seeing them again was… grounding. They’ve both aged since the last time I saw them as Ezri—eighty years is a long stretch, even for a Trill. Once Ezri took command of the Aventine, it became harder and harder to stay connected with old friends, no matter how much we meant to.
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