"Still the same approximate distance," Sulu responded easily, crossing his arms and stepping away from the window as he let Ianto take it in. Sure, it was probably against some kind of... moral code or time-traveller's law to let a kid from the 21st century check out the future like this, but Sulu was fourteen years old and he really couldn't care less about Directives or whatever.

"And yep, you are. See? Not lying. You're in 2251, just like I said. San Francisco is basically the place to be in the Federation, since it's Starfleet headquarters and it's where the Academy is."