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Burnham pinched the bridge of her nose. “Saru, tell me again. Slowly.”

Finally, the crystal flickered.

Burnham stood up. “Options?”

“ RRRREADY TO RRRUMBLE—IN THE CELESTIAL ARENA! ” boomed a narrator, far too enthusiastic for the vacuum of space. “ WATCH as the majestic Gorn Matriarch—weighing in at eight hundred metric tons of pure reptilian fury—defends her egg clutch from a pack of scrappy, underdog Tholian silk-weavers! It’s a BATTLE for survival, and only one leaves this nebula with dinner! ”

Static.

Tilly swallowed and said nothing.

Captain Michael Burnham stood on the bridge of the U.S.S. Discovery , staring at the viewscreen with an expression usually reserved for Klingon bird-of-prey decloaking off the port bow. star trek discovery channel

The bridge went silent.

Commander Paul Stamets walked onto the bridge, hair askew, holding a PADD. “Engineering update. Good news: the spore drive is fine. Bad news: the ship’s computer now identifies as ‘Streaming Service 1.0.’ Every console is playing a different nature documentary about us .” Burnham pinched the bridge of her nose