[ which made her feel even more ridiculous for getting riled up over kissing people of all things when she barely batted an eyelash at the borg queen. she'd walked the corridors of a borg ship in the heart of borg space alone, with only a weapon they would likely adapt to within a few shots to protect her, and she hadn't even flinched. yet she's compelled to kiss her first officer and she goes running off to hide in a store where she feigns shopping for a holiday she finds as ridiculous as she did in childhood and is now doing the same on a rooftop with one of the federation's greatest headaches. ]

I'm a scientist, not a historian. [ how very mccoy of her, but that doesn't make the statement any less true. in regards to 21st century culture and other aspects of earth's history, when she doesn't have tom's expertise or the ship's database to consult, she's lost. sure, she could "google" the information, but this century was notorious for promoting unsourced information that was often inconsistent, incorrect, and misrepresented. she really hates this time, this place. ] But, yes, I'm aware. No, I don't celebrate it. I'm not exactly a traditionalist. The old holidays don't really pertain to the 24th Century.

[ especially when living aboard starships full of dozens of different species, all of which have different beliefs, customs, and days they observe. kathryn, personally, sees little point in recognizing things like christmas or the new year. ]

Are you suggesting the worst is yet to come? Because I've had my fill of curses.