Mess. Quantum walks in for a cup of coffee and observes Phlox sitting in front of a minor feast. Phlox explains that he's approaching a new sleep cycle in a few weeks, so he wants to increase his body mass. Problem is, he's having problems choking it all down because he's so worried about his friend. Quantum assures him they're flying as fast as they can. For some reason, the writers feel the need to remind us that thirty million people died in the Eugenics Wars as Phlox mentions how Khannabee Student is reading up on the subject. "Human intellect and human instinct were out of synch," Phlox comments, and says he can understand why Earth banned genetic engineering after such a massacre. Quantum sits his ass down to talk about the degenerative brain disease his father died of when he was at the furrowing age of twelve. That's a hard time for a child -- all those changes in your body. One day you wake up to zits and furrows and you wonder, "Am I normal?" But then you realize that furrowing is completely normal, and everyone does it. You just have to be careful not to do it all the time. Maybe the problem is I'm not drunk enough. Phlox realizes that Quantum is thinking over what would have happened if genetic engineering had been permitted. "Maybe Dain'ta has a point," Quantum opines. Phlox says he has examined Dain'ta's work more closely, and is forced to admit that it's extremely inventive and brilliant. "It's a shame such a man has to remain incarcerated," Phlox says. "He broke the law," Quantum reminds him, "that's why he's in prison." Phlox nods, looking down. "And that's why I'm gonna make sure he goes back," Quantum finishes. Quantum wonders why Denobula didn't have a Eugenics War when went through their genetic renaissance. Phlox thinks they were lucky, but Quantum thinks it's more like their instinct and intellect caught up to one another. I think it's more like they're an alien species.