Right, well the vast majority of the crew -- Maquis, or otherwise -- would find it difficult to just "accept" their fate and leave it at that. There would be that period of adjustment that Common Sense would dictate. So, even if there were a crewman who was eager to accept things and move on, they'd still have to wait for the others to come around. And, of course, there would be few, if any, who would immediately abandon their sense of commitment and loyalty to their Significant Other back home. They wouldn't -- they couldn't -- expect a clean break from it.
But ... after a few months of lonely days ... and desperate nights, spent on cold sheets ... hanging on to the songs of yesterday seems to make less sense, maybe, than it did before. Tension increases ... frustration amplifies ... maybe the Holodeck might take the edge off, at first, but only at first. Then people start looking around, as they begin to realise that people are already pairing off. And nobody wants to have to resort to lowering their sights ....
