"So... super intelligent?" Dinah asked as she studied me.
I eyed her, "What else is new?"
That got me an amused look, "Keep telling yourself that. So?"
"Not quite," I said with a sigh, "I wish. That would have been much simpler."
Dinah frowned, "So... no building a wormhole drive and getting us home by next week?"
"Unfortunately no," I admitted, "And before you ask, I tried. We have done a lot of testing and so far, results are... inconclusive and frustrating."
She picked her mug off from the table, "Explain?"
We were in the rear lounge. It was one of the main relaxation areas of the ship, as far aft as you could go in the lower hull. I didn't come here that often, there were too many tables anywhere but by the window and I didn't feel comfortable taking up everyone's view.
"Okay," I said and looked for the right explanation. The alien supercomputer in my brain of course refused to help, "Say I look at an equation. I instantly know the answer."
"Okay," she agreed with a nod.
"But I don't know how I got there," I continued, "Which is useful, don't get me wrong, but a lot less useful than you'd think."
Dinah slowly nodded, "Look at any unsolved math proofs so far?"
I snorted in annoyance, "Yes. And I did solve a bunch. But as I have no clue 'how' I got to that answer, that does not help anyone!"
"Don't we have a theoretical physicist onboard?" Dinah mused.
"Harren," I conformed, "Super focused on his theories, completely useless for actual work. I talked to him, disproved three of his theories and he went off to sulk on deck fifteen."
Dinah frowned slightly but nodded, "So... it lets you do math?"
"No, it gives me the answer. Not even give me the answer, I just have to be presented with something and I know the answer, fully formed, like I knew it all along," I sighed, "Maybe I can finagle the thing by going through things step by step. Which could be useful, but... it feels like something is broken or like I'm doing something wrong."
"How come?"
"Because somebody built something that lasted seventy million years, out of materials we can't even begin to explain how it works, to integrate with a neural system and... it's a fancy calculator?" I asked, shifting my wings in annoyance, "I feel like I'm sitting at the pilot's seat in a warp capable starship and all I'm doing is playing with the calculator application that also lets me know how gravity is around me."
She nodded, "On the bright side, your brain didn't melt."
"On the bright side, my brain didn't melt," I agreed and rubbed the side of my neck with a paw.
"...I was terrified when you collapsed," Dinah said quietly, "I have lost... a lot of friends already."
I nodded, "I'm sorry."
We were quiet for several long moments and she sipped her drink, looking out towards the stars behind us.
"It reacted to you," she finally said, "Nobody else. That thing was made by your people."
I snorted, "That's a leap of logic."
"Not really," she said with a small smile, "I've been thinking about it. You're fairly smart and learn quickly. What could an entire civilization of Zephyrs do with a million years to work?"
"Growl at each other and get in fights over hunting grounds?" I suggested.
Dinah grinned briefly, "Maybe. But I think you're smart enough to realize that working together is advantageous in the long run, even if you're a solitary species. You're willing to put up with us monkeys after all."
"We do think my human memories may be a moderating influence," I pointed out.
She nodded, "True, but I can tell people annoy you. Even back at the academy."
I shifted my paws slightly, "...A little," I admitted, "But at least some of it is from the fact that when people are around, I always have to be so very careful with everything. I can rip my way through a ship's deck, compared to that even Klingons are pretty squishy."
"Decks don't move out of the way, we're not made of glass, Zeph. We won't break if you bump into us."
I eyed her, "You might. And I'd rather not take the risk. Almost all of my self defense training was in how not to murder my opponent by accident."
Dinah smiled a bit, "So back on duty?"
"Tomorrow," I agreed, then sighed, "I have been away too long as is. I haven't... gotten angry-"
"Had a panic attack."
I glared at her, "Gotten angry, since I first discovered what had happened. I don't feel good about it but there is nothing I can do about it. So I might as well get back to work and stop moping around."
"While we're on the subject, my sonic shower has been acting up," Dinah said, "It seems to be on or off, it's not taking any settings changes."
Letting out a sigh, I nodded, "I'll send someone to look at it tomorrow."
"Thanks."
"...Anything I missed while I was indisposed?"
Dinah shrugged one shoulder, sipping her coffee again, "Some, nothing special. We did stop to study a nebula the Captain thought was interesting. We also gathered some deuterium while we were at it. Other than that, it's mostly gossip you have no interest in."
"Good to know the buggies were not part of a Kazon trap at least," I admitted, "I was getting worried."
Dinah shook her head, "No, they were actually super upset that you got hurt while a guest of theirs. Not only did they help get you back to the shuttle, but they gave us so much supplies as an apology that we had to fill half the corridors on deck forteen to store it all. Kinda wish they were around in the alpha quadrant, they seem like really nice people."
"They did," I admitted, "Who knows, maybe we'll return here some day and they can join."
"That'd be nice."