Data wanted to argue, wanted to have him take up the tail where other ships strove ahead. He supposed though most of that came from a father's concern for the welfare of his child.

Though he forced a smile. "We will tell the professor that we've approved of your decision." He looked around at some of these other avatars. He would have much rather a scientific vessel with a personality- a real personality, born from two scientists who loved each other very much and loved him dearly -would be a symbol for progress.

"I suppose... next time we will bring in Orac for this."

Roj chuckled, a grin and a sound that was far too like Blake's. "I don't think he would approve of any form besides the box. Holographic or otherwise. Though I'm certain he would have given any one of these cretins a run for their money."

"Roj!" Though Avon got a definite glance that time, as he certainly hadn't taught him to use that word in conversation.