[There’s a pregnant pause over the audio, and then suddenly the feed is changed to video. Sitting in the chair, looking as condescendingly passive as ever, is Khan and in a gloved hand is a clear plastic bag that is completely sealed.]

It does not to be ingested or inhaled, merely touched. Those who do so become compliant, subservient, to suggestion; as well as dampen their spirits. I’m looking to compile more data, but many of the foreigners with whom you just spoke believe that the mood of the populace is in direct coordination with the reptile’s health.

[Holding up the bag to eye level, it’s easy to see the black powder that dimly glitters it catches the light. Much like the Starfleet symbol on his black long sleeve shirt.]