Data's brows climbed, unfortunately not knowing what the deeper ramifications were behind the yes, but he did return the squeeze to his hand. Despite Data's desire to communicate like a human above all else, discourse in such a primitive form, he could see that Avon wanted to tell him more and wished that for that instance he could.

It would have to suffice that he indeed didn't hurt him, and he slowly untangled himself from Avon's legs, shifting to lay beside of him and rest his hand on his chest. His gaze was ever-affectionate (if curious, sometimes), and after that display of strength his own actions spoke with the gentle rub of his thumb over Avon's heart.

"I was concerned. It was my first time restraining someone... for that purpose..." He shifted and trailed off, wiping at Avon's eye just as tenderly.