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“Do it,” she said.

Lieutenant Commander Detmer turned from navigation, eyes wide. “Captain… you’re on.”

Captain Michael Burnham stood on the bridge of the U.S.S. Discovery , staring at the viewscreen with an expression usually reserved for Klingon bird-of-prey decloaking off the port bow. star trek discovery channel

Finally, the crystal flickered.

Burnham pinched the bridge of her nose. “Saru, tell me again. Slowly.” “Do it,” she said

Tilly, who had just walked onto the bridge, turned beet red. “I didn’t consent to that!”

“ RRRREADY TO RRRUMBLE—IN THE CELESTIAL ARENA! ” boomed a narrator, far too enthusiastic for the vacuum of space. “ WATCH as the majestic Gorn Matriarch—weighing in at eight hundred metric tons of pure reptilian fury—defends her egg clutch from a pack of scrappy, underdog Tholian silk-weavers! It’s a BATTLE for survival, and only one leaves this nebula with dinner! ” Discovery , staring at the viewscreen with an

Burnham turned, her face unreadable. Then she said, “Tilly. You’re on the bridge. The narrator isn’t.”