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When Kira got the word that Bashir was on his way and the reason why, the first thing she did was call Dax. "Really?" she asked, “This again? This is what I think it is, right?”
“Yes.” Ezri replied.
“Again?” Kira waved her hands in frustration, “Didn’t they break up during the War?”
“They never were together!”
“You’re joking.”
“I know, I couldn’t believe it either. Julian wouldn’t know his own feelings if someone made a sticker that said what they were and slapped it on every glass in Quark’s.”
Kira leaned back, “This is why you broke up, isn’t it? Not Garak - this … his inability to know his own feelings, and you … working with feelings professionally.”
“No,” Ezri laughed. “Well. Maybe. I didn’t want to take my work home for the rest of my life.”
“Did you read the letters?”
“Nerys! No, of course I didn’t.”
“Jadzia would have read them.”
“I care more about being professional than Jadzia did!”