"A foundation of the warrior, whether Human, Klingon, Bajoran, or Trill, is the control of the breath." Worf inhaled, and began to sing something that was unabashedly Klingon, but unlike the drinking and fighting songs, Kira could feel the emotional shifts and desires as Worf continued, barely appearing to pause and take a breath between notes.

"Oh, Curzon loved this one," Jadzia said next to her, "it's all about a warrior who wants to court the most beautiful woman in the village, but he's heard she likes beautiful things, so he convinces his peace-loving and musically inclined friend to serenade her so she falls in love with hi—look, I didn't know that Worf had the range for this kind of role, that's all."