#data feels something

[positronic-crisis]

Worf doing his job - Chapter 16 Excerpt

Worf growled. “Let go of the Commander’s hand, Ambassador.”

Then, as nothing happened: “Or I will rip it off.”

The Romulan gave the Klingon a look full of hatred and distaste. Then he let go of Commander Data’s hand.

“I was wrong,” Data said loudly. “Please hold my hand again. I like it.”

Worf looked toward the bar. Guinan had left her post behind the counter and had come over quickly after Data’s loud exclamation.

She nodded at Worf. The security officer knew what to do. They needed to separate them before it escalated even further.

from Chapter 16 "Ambivalent Confusion" of "The Dormant Program"

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[positronic-crisis]

When a Romulan tests Data - Chapter 14 Excerpt

Then the ambassador laid his hand, palm up, on the table. “Take my hand and flip it over. So I know that you are as weak as all those humans are.”

Data felt the temperature in his face rise. He felt uncomfortable. But there seemed to be, like in diplomacy, layers of this discomfort.

First, he didn’t like the way Rhael tr’Kovrek talked about humans. Second, Data was unsure what would result from the sensory input of touching his hand.

In just a millisecond, Data flipped over Rhael’s hand.

Then Data looked at him. “I am clearly much stronger than you, Ambassador,” he said, looking into Rhael’s shocked eyes.

from Chapter 14 "Sensory Input" of "The Dormant Program"

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