Ray stood stalwart and resolute. "You withhold information. Do not proclaim otherwise, you reek of lies and deceit. Tell us what you know, lest I lose my patience." His tools whirred and jitttered as he shook slightly. Ray had no trust in someone who used long-range communications, but had it in his head that, in his righteous and holy presence, no-one could lie.
On board Trask's vessel, another AI seemed to appear, as if someone had loaded an external drive. He moved casually, without a care in the world. He looked like Ray, though minus the metal pieces on his visage. The AI approached the other AI and, upon scanning through the communique, sighed heavily. "That metallic dullard isn't bothering you, is he?" He turned to Felicity, all smiles, but an apologetic look in his eyes.