Applejack...still hardly understood a word of what had just been said. What was a computer? Data? All she knew was what the girl had said, that their ship's brain was sick. And that meant the shielding protecting them all was sick. If it died...they did too. She was sharp enough to realize that much.

It was a tough place to be in, and not knowing what could happen was scary. But when had that ever stopped them from saving the day before?

"Well I'm goin'," Applejack decided at last, pushing herself onto one of the chairs. It was hard not to feel on-edge, but she had to try. "We can't just let our home get sick!"

Soon enough, the pony had been subdued.