The arm Jinx digs her nails into through a very plain grey jumpsuit offers no resistance to being grabbed, but is surprisingly heavy. His artificial skin is designed to feel and behave like its biological counterpart, so he is warm, but he experiences no discomfort from the tightness of her grip.

Data looks down and raises his eyebrows very slightly.

"I cannot tell you," he explains, apparently unfazed, "It would no longer be my biggest secret."