"About 225 lightyears away, currently, give or take. This ship is part of a group called Starfleet, the exploratory and defensive arm of the United Federation of Planets, a multi-race group based out of Earth."

He nodded to her. "You, like me and many others, were drawn here by a super-powerful being who seems to like to remain scarce, and who seems to like to annoy us by dropping us here with no explanation." Clark smiled to her.

"Would you like something to drink? Lemonade, tea, chocolate milk... beer?" He made a face at that last, but he knew some adults liked it.