



Reason #1,324,789 of why I love this show.
This was a casual side conversation between Bashir and Sisko about a fellow crew member, completely unrelated to the episode’s plot, and its just so sweet.
It’s nice to know that if you’re a pregnant father-to-be on DS9, your buddies Julian and Miles will build you a hatchling pond, buy you baby clothes, and throw you a shower eagerly attended by the station’s commanding officer (who was practically beaming with joy when he found out that you were expecting).
How wonderful.

This looks like the most irritating day of Sisko’s life, and I chose to believe this whole comic is about intergalactic interspecies rock paper scissors.
Had to re-reblog her artwork. So amazing.
I was going to do this myself, but looks like I don’t have to anymore!
Bashir: Giving them a chance to contribute doesn’t necessarily mean sanctioning what was done to them. They didn’t ask to have their DNA tampered with. They were only children. And why should they be excluded just because their parents broke the law?
Sisko: You’re right. It’s not quite fair. But even so, it seemed like a good way to discourage genetic tampering.
O'Brien: Besides, it’s not as if we’re trying to exclude them from anything. We’re just talking about limiting what they’re allowed to do.
Bashir: Like joining Starfleet.
Worf: Exactly.
Bashir: Are you saying that I shouldn’t be allowed to wear this uniform?
Worf: Well, you are an exception.
Bashir: An exception. I should be used to that, I’ve been one all my life. First because of the DNA resequencing, and now because I’ve been allowed to join Starfleet.
Worf: Perhaps I should not have said anything.
Bashir: No, it’s all right.