Atellus was surprised by the sudden activation of his neuralnet handheld, and sat up, listening carefully. He gathered that the mission brief mustve been passed along to this... Person, but beyond that he had no idea who he was dealing with. But considering they had managed to access his handheld with an outside access... Well, he had paid good money for these security measures- Atleast, the vanguard did. He cautiously worded his response, intrigued; "Well... Doctor Metoros, i suppose that would depend on a few things. Like what you are, who exactly you work for, and if you can be of assistance to me." He sat back against the wall, getting comfortable and feeling a rather daunting weight lift from his shoulders. After all, if the good doctor here could hack his handheld, he might be exactly Atellus he needed.