There was no way I was getting out of the car with three guys pointing guns at me. Just no. If a guy with gray skin didn't freak them out, a cyborg would. So instead I browsed through the menu thing Axeka had been using earlier until I found a picture of the regular hovercar, tapping on it. Maybe they'd be a little more willing to communicate if they knew that we weren't another Chinese assault truck. In any case, were the others really expecting them to be able to understand English? I was sure it would just scare them more. I tried to recall if I'd been programmed with a language program, but didn't remember anyone mentioning one. God, of all the advanced things they gave me, why not let me talk to foreign terrorists? That would definitely be more useful than a can opener.

I'm sorry, was I saying something? Let's move on.