"Camorr?" B'Elanna repeated. The name was clearly unfamiliar to her, but she took that in her stride. "Your home planet?"

At last, she sat down. Nazca seemed harmless enough. Friendly, even. B'Elanna knew that she could defend herself if she had to, even if she was on unfamiliar territory at the moment.

"Sounds good to me," she added, "Next time, we can rope more people in to the game."