She considers. "I will need to make a phone call, if you will excuse me for several minutes?"<br/><br/>If he allows it, she retreats to a nearby room, to make a brief phone call, then returns. "Seventy-five million, your privacy and secrecy confirmed, and we get all copies of any devices, except one, that you own that can produce cold iron, as well as any blueprints, and you agree to not craft any, or trade or gift your single remaining copy, for a duration of fifty years."