"What did you think my reaction to this would be?" Q asked seriously. "I've made my feelings quite clear in the past, Alcuin. I know you're used to batting your lashes and having people tell you what a pretty and sweet boy you are, but I know better. I know where to find the damage. You're a liability, that hasn't changed. If anything you're more of a worry now than before. The cracks are wider and deeper now."

He pursed his lips, then shook his head. "I've no doubt you could be an excellent weapon, I just think it would be impossible to know if we were tossing a grenade or dropping a nuke every time we put you in the field. ...Lucky for you, however, I don't get a say in what applications are accepted. If it's what you want, then that's your choice."