He smiled, and nodded, speaking softly enough that only the construct could hear him. "Fair enough."<br/><br/>He turned to the construct, who had been scanning him, and then used an illusion. "Looks like he figured out I'm an interface model. Wonder what gave it away, that is supposed to be a damned near complete copy."<br/><br/>The illusion was of the skin sliding back and revealing the under workings of the head of a construct, before he replaced the helm from before.<em>He works for Barid, likely put in place since he knew I would return at some point and check here out.</em><br/><br/>He didn't need a scan to know that, he had already figured it out when he had first saw the man, but he had wanted to play this card early, and get the most mileage out of it.