Are attacks like this commonplace here? This has to be the second one I know of so far.

[Nothing can pull Malcolm out of a mental breakdown quite like an attack on the city.]

If they are, has anyone thought of putting together protocols on how to handle future attacks, such as evacuation routes for non-combatants to safe zones such as shelters and the hospital, setting up a defensive perimeter so that damage could be kept at a minimum, coordinating attack teams to push back attackers from the city, sending out scouts to gather information that could be helpful, those sort of things? I think it could prove to be useful to have some sort of plan instead of merely reacting when things come our way and hoping for the best.

I do think this is something worth discussing and even if you don't agree with me or think you have nothing to add, I do want to hear your thoughts on the subject. I know most of you probably have no idea who I am, but it was my job where I'm from to keep the people on my ship safe and to extend that to anyone who asked for our assistance. I cannot just stand by and let people get hurt when there's something that can be done to stop it.

[When the D-Terminal turns on, it reveals Malcolm sitting on the ground with his Gabumon peering over his shoulder, Malcolm's expression one of slight confusion while Gabumon is trending towards smug.]

Communications have been established, sir, but I don't believe it will achieve what you want.

Thank you, Gabumon, but I'll take my chances finding out for myself.

[Gabumon looks ready to make a comment to that, but stays quiet when Malcolm turns to him and gives him a look that makes it clear that he's in no mood to argue with him. Malcolm then turns back to the D-Terminal and clears his throat.]

I know that this is highly unlikely since from what the letter said and Gabumon independently confirmed that we come from different worlds, but is there anyone here that has served on the NX-01 Enterprise? If there is, I would like to speak to them. If not, then I apologize for bothering you with this question.

[Once Malcolm's done talking, Gabumon speaks up again, sounding as if he disapproves of the question.]

That whole line of questioning is illogical, Lieutenant. The possibility that another member of your crew is here is quite small.

Believing that I was chosen over the Captain is also illogical.

[The feed then shuts off before it can show any more of that argument.]