And know that I appreciate the flattery. An engineer will never tire of hearing her work is impressive. [At least she's honest.

Q glances over to the stranger now, curious in his own right by the way he cocks his head. The stranger doesn't seem to be leaving any time soon, so clearly it's time to be nosy.

He moves in closer, semi-expectant, looking up at him as if he's waiting to be acknowledged and be the focus of all attention. Unfortunate he's too much like his creator in that regard.] Q, play nice.