“En marche,” Picard murmured, his voice steady. “The past is never truly gone, Will. It’s just waiting for us to catch up.”
Picard looked up. Beverly Crusher stood there, cloaked in a heavy traveling coat, her eyes reflecting a weary urgency he hadn't seen in decades. She didn’t sit. She simply slid a small, encrypted data rod across the wood. Star Trek: Picard S03E01 FRENCH HDTV
Picard returned to Château Picard that night, the weight of the data rod heavy in his pocket. He didn’t call Starfleet. He didn't call the Federation. Instead, he opened a secure channel to a darkened room on a distant moon. “En marche,” Picard murmured, his voice steady
Before he could protest, she was gone, disappearing into the mist of the Rue de Rivoli. ” Picard murmured