For an answer, Beverly reaches into one of her pockets (Pockets! What a novel idea! Starfleet should really look into this) and takes out a tricorder. No doubt it looks a little outdated to Deanna by now, further emphasizing their temporal differences. She presses a few buttons and there’s Deanna’s voice, reading a letter she had sent to Beverly, back when Beverly was at Starfleet Medical and Deanna was still on the Enterprise. It’s a more or less benign letter, mostly relaying with amusement the various ways in which Pulaski was torturing Jean-Luc. Nevertheless, Beverly treasures it, and all the other letters, as a lifeline to home. Looping her arm around Deanna’s, she lets the letter play as they walk.

“I’m sure we could find you a nice hat and boots around here somewhere.”