Data doesn't feel excitement, because Data is incapable of experiencing emotions.
But there is a curious tingling somewhere in the center of him, anyway. Maybe he should run another self-diagnostic.
Captain Kirk. The Captain Kirk. Of course, Data has met Admiral Leonard McCoy, and Ambassador Spock, and Captain Montgomery Scott... but Captain Kirk disappeared so long ago without a trace, and the big ridiculous Sherlock enthusiast inside of him has always been curious to a fault over the sheer mystery of what had happened. Also, it seems that only now and only his own Captain has managed to match the man in notoriety, even a century past his famous (infamous?) five-year mission.
Still, he appears to take the introduction entirely in stride. "Yes, we appear to be in another galaxy entirely, where the Federation has never been." He has barely been able to contain his curiosity. It would probably be a bad idea to plug his brain into this ship's computer systems and learn everything that they know: there is no one here that he would trust to work on his neural net if anything were to happen because of it. But he is tempted... "I cannot match the stars with any chart in the Federation databanks." He sounds terribly intrigued somehow, for as flat and even as his diction is, as he finally makes his way towards the previously indicated control panel and pulls it open.
Well... hmm. "I am unfamiliar with these systems." Manual environmental overrides are not the thing he wants to experiment with to learn them either, even if he'd probably survive whatever he could do to them. "Are you?"
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But there is a curious tingling somewhere in the center of him, anyway. Maybe he should run another self-diagnostic.
Captain Kirk. The Captain Kirk. Of course, Data has met Admiral Leonard McCoy, and Ambassador Spock, and Captain Montgomery Scott... but Captain Kirk disappeared so long ago without a trace, and the big ridiculous Sherlock enthusiast inside of him has always been curious to a fault over the sheer mystery of what had happened. Also, it seems that only now and only his own Captain has managed to match the man in notoriety, even a century past his famous (infamous?) five-year mission.
Still, he appears to take the introduction entirely in stride. "Yes, we appear to be in another galaxy entirely, where the Federation has never been." He has barely been able to contain his curiosity. It would probably be a bad idea to plug his brain into this ship's computer systems and learn everything that they know: there is no one here that he would trust to work on his neural net if anything were to happen because of it. But he is tempted... "I cannot match the stars with any chart in the Federation databanks." He sounds terribly intrigued somehow, for as flat and even as his diction is, as he finally makes his way towards the previously indicated control panel and pulls it open.
Well... hmm. "I am unfamiliar with these systems." Manual environmental overrides are not the thing he wants to experiment with to learn them either, even if he'd probably survive whatever he could do to them. "Are you?"