It's the us that registers first, and freezes Gaeta to the bar.

It's what follows, though, that makes him push himself straighter, a single inch at a time, and shutter off the last remaining traces of friendliness.

Four hundred people, he thinks blindly, and it seems like such a little number, but by now it could be more. Data said himself he doesn't know where the other android is, the -- this machine he turned on his own world's human population.

Gaeta can't say a word.