'I can fly starships, shuttles, hovercars,' she tells him proudly. 'In ordinary space or L-space - different set of dimensions entirely, that is. Shortcuts, since if there's a way to break the speed of light without causing temporal chaos, we haven't come close to finding it.'

She says all this casually, trusting that he'll be able to follow it. As she speaks, one hand comes up, tentatively, hovering just above Troi - and then she touches the top of the cow's head, ever so lightly, with her fingertips.