Harold looked over to the retreating Playboy an the girl following him, and narrowed his eyes a little before pushing his glasses back up. "I would agree to that as well. The business and private matters of others rarely come to my attention, nor do they commonly find interest within me. For that, I tend to leave them to their owners." Harold went on again in his usual manner.

He typed some stuff on the notepad he had openned up on his laptop but was obviously still focusing on Thisa. "And should you require assistance with finding work space as well as materials, I am confident that I can prove to be useful. A Programmer is not many steps away from a Hacker, should they wish to find their way to such a dispicable level. However, as this is a case of work as well as the advancement of science as well as robotics, it would be my pleasure to assist your endevour to create such an ambitious project!" Harold seemed to be filled with a firey passion at these words, obviously voicing his support in her plan to build and forge an "imperfect" robot. No matter what, Harold did seem to have a great dependability to having fun and being filled with joy and excitement when it came down to Robots and AI it seemed.