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“It’s not fair to my Wesley,” Dr. Crusher answered. “Anyway, how was he able to place his katra into her? I didn’t think humans could do that.” “You’d have to ask Selar that,” Smiley told her. “I’ve taken part in mind-melds before, but I’ve never really understood half of how they work.” “Where is she?” Beverly demanded. “Back on your side,” Smiley admitted. “I advised against it, but she wanted to check on how he was doing.” “Let’s go,” Kira said quickly and activated the device in her hand. “Good luck,” O’Brien told them as they beamed out.
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“It’s not fair to my Wesley,” Dr. Crusher answered. “Anyway, how was he able to place his katra into her? I didn’t think humans could do that.” “You’d have to ask Selar that,” Smiley told her. “I’ve taken part in mind-melds before, but I’ve never really understood half of how they work.” “Where is she?” Beverly demanded. “Back on your side,” Smiley admitted. “I advised against it, but she wanted to check on how he was doing.” “Let’s go,” Kira said quickly and activated the device in her hand. “Good luck,” O’Brien told them as they beamed out.