“Have you encountered his people before?” Janeway asks Seven of Nine, as the alien Arturis examines a heavily corrupted message on the console in front of them.
“Species 116,” Seven replies.
“Is that what you call us?” Arturis asks, staring fixedly at the console.
“Yes. The Borg has never been able to assimilate them. … Not yet.”
“Seven.” Janeway glares at Seven of Nine and shakes her head.