He was already awake, and preforming basic maintenance on the armor, all he was allowed when not in a secured area. Too many secrets could possibly be discovered by watching someone do more advanced maintenance on the bonding armors, and he wanted to keep it as close to his chest for as long as possible. At least until he started training and outfitting organics in it. He put the armor back into active mode, and answered the door with one hand on the butt of his holdout weapon, but took the notepad with the other hand, experience too much a guide to start resisting now. "Thanks, and no. Busy as he is, would he prefer me to say goodbye or just show myself out?"<br/><br/>Once he had gotten out, he handed the notepad to one of the constructs standing by the transport, before they got in. "Get started on that, find the Stalkers. We have points, not lines. Correct that. Whose next on the visiting list?"