Nick was at the point that there was no more work related things he could do from where he was. It was all either paperwork that was actually on paper, or things that required his presence. But, from what he could tell, nothing urgent had popped up while he was away. The only thing he actually spent a bit of time looking at was the report on the regenerative unit.  It was forming nicely, with only one drop out -and not from the batch of recruits he had sent- which was a relief. Using Ava's data as a benchmark as well as hiring her psychiatrist on a retainer to handle these men and women, Nick was sure that their modified training would easily fly by. Perhaps they'd even be cleared for field work by the next large scale mission. But, with curiosity dying fast and nothing else to reply to, Nick opted to review some videos from potential upcoming missions, see if any caught his eye to volunteer the thirteenth battalion for.<br/><br/>However, before he could properly gauge an assessment from the first video, the sound of a distant vehicle growing closer grabbed his attention. Flicking off the computer, Nick pushed himself off of the SUV and readjusted his shirt from the slight slipping it had done from putting his weight against their ride. The door opening behind him told him all he needed to be told about the older man stepping out of the car in a hurry. Nick smiled slightly as he got to witness the love Ava's parents had given her. Nick turned and was ready to introduce himself to the lady of the house, but Ava spoke up before he had a chance.<br/><br/>"Nice to meet the both of you," Nick said, offering back the same warmness that Rachel had offered him -as well as a polite nod- before turning to Fredrick and offering his hand, despite the cold expression being given to him. "I like to believe that all of my subordinates deserve some leave from time to time." As Fredrick took his hand, Nick made sure to give Mr. Worthington a firm and trustworthy handshake, looking the man dead in the eyes. At the invitation to enter, Nick glanced to Ava and Ms. Worthington for but a moment, before turning back and letting go of Mr. Worthington's hand.<br/><br/>"I was content with staying out of the way, but I see no harm in it," Nick said, noting Ms. Worthington hiding a bit of a smile. "If I feel I am intruding, though, I hope neither of you mind if I excuse myself." With that, the group headed inside. Nick naturally paused when ARIA introduced herself to him, though partially because his eye alerted him that he was being scanned the moment he stepped through the threshold.<br/><br/>"Welcome home, Mr. Fredrick. May I get you anything?" the AI asked, before turning to Nick. "Hello sir, welcome to Windsor Heights. I am ARIA. Forgive my rudeness, but my scan has brought me to a firewall I do not have clearance to access. May I ask your name?"<br/><br/>Nick, without missing a beat, answered the program. "I am Colonel Nicholas Courvoisier." he said, allowing his eye to subtly whirl to life, looking into the robot body itself to see the model number. "As for the firewall: Access Code Upsilon Theta 001-278." Nick was used to working with technology such as this and thus had a temporary access code created that would partition a copied bit of information into a semi-publicly accessible point within the battalion's systems. Honestly, he was surprised that the Aslegars did not have their AI scanning people as they entered. But, considering the circumstances as well as their own misdeeds, they were probably avoiding any panic among their party goers.<br/><br/>ARIA paused for a moment, before nodding slightly. "Thank you Colonel Courvoisier for proper access. I have logged your information into my database. May I get you anything?"<br/><br/>"No thank you, ARIA. Not right now," Nick said, allowing his eye to just as subtly return to normal. Turning back to his hosts, Nick spoke once more. "Sorry about that." He said, before gesturing to ARIA, having found the telltale brand logo and the model number in the interior of the robot's neck. "Quite the sophisticated piece of equipment you have there. I see that Precursor has released the S17 model to the public market."