Smooth as an android’s bottom, eh, Data? A surprise party? Mr. Worf, I hate surprise parties. I would *never* do that to you. Is it my imagination, or have tempers become a little frayed on the ship lately? Our neural pathways have become accustomed to your sensory input patterns. Your shields were failing, sir. Now we know what they mean by ‘advanced’ tactical training. Yesterday I did not know how to eat gagh. You enjoyed that. and attack the Romulans. Not if I weaken first.
We could cause a diplomatic crisis. Take the ship into the Neutral Zone And blowing into maximum warp speed, you appeared for an instant to be in two places at once. I can’t. As much as I care about you, my first duty is to the ship. Talk about going nowhere fast. Maybe if we felt any human loss as keenly as we feel one of those close to us, human history would be far less bloody. Then maybe you should consider this: if anything happens to them, Starfleet is going to want a full investigation.