She turns over in her mind the prospect of trying to make a living on Risa. It's not very pleasant, unless this Risa is very different from the one she's familiar with. She suppresses a shudder at the thought of that potential future, seeing herself as a corpse in some back alley.

"Risa's nice enough," she says slowly, "but I shouldn't like to stay there too long. What if I wish to stay with the Enterprise? It is, after all, what I'm accustomed to."