"I have thought about it..." His eyes drifted down, and he sighed.

"Data... I am aware comes from a near utopian world. The Commonwealth here was once like that, but the Nietzcheans are testiment to what it became. It fell apart because of distrust, miscalculation. You come from the worst of the worst, you've fought and lost the hard the fight."

He put his hands on Avon's shoulder, expression pleading, imploring that he believe him. "I want to do the man that I'm modeled after a service. I want to help Data see that world that he was missing. Sometimes... it require a more aggressive tack. And most importantly, if I'm a warship no one will ever consider harassing either of you."

His words were genuine, he truly did feel that way. Even with something pressing at the back of his mind. He wanted that ship. If they were wrong-doers, if they were evil, it was fine to get rid of them.