"For many of our guests, this is the farthest they've ever traveled from their homes," Q answers, rising to his feet. He spreads his arms, moving about the room as one endowed with kingly power. "For every one that complains, there is another who devours the experience. Perhaps they are running from something, leaving behind conditions that are not ideal; maybe, my dear friend, they simply crave the adventure. Everyone here serves their purpose, and for everyone there is something to be gained from the journey. Let us examine you, for instance."

He turns, laying his palms flat on Picard's desk. "Before our guests started arriving you were in a rut, my dear captain. You speak of missions of peace and education, bringing civilization to the known worlds, exploring the unknown and learning from it, but at the end of the day, Jean-Luc, you turn your back on that exact opportunity here within your own halls," he sneers. "The Enterprise has been learning, has it not? Adjusting to the new life aboard. How many of these people have you spoken to? Whose story have you bothered to learn, Picard? If every life is so sacred to you, something to be nurtured and encouraged, then what about the people on this ship?"