She waves her hand dismissively. "They are constructs, are they not? Intelligent, perhaps, but still constructs. And they obey orders given. If they do not obey, they are useless, and should be destroyed," she says, grinning and baring her teeth. "Yes, you will receive appropriate warning, in time, and I will delay my plans three days, to accommodate your slow communications." She nods at the data slate. "Half will be delivered within a week, and half will be delivered when the contract is completed. The domain will be transferred at the end. And I should hope not.. I'd hate to scar your pretty face," she says, laughing, cruelly.