Aparakis blinks. “It’s an ancient, half-abandoned district. Blue Suns and Blood Pack are the ones guarding it; not the Eclipse. I doubt there are any robots there… unless.” He pauses, scratching his chin, then takes out his omnitool and presses a few buttons in rapidly succession. “There should still be some primitive porter robots left in the docks themselves, if they have not been deactivated to conserve power. If they were, it should be possible to reactivate them. No weapons, limited maneuverability… Might still be good for a distraction though.”

“The problem would be reaching either the docks themselves or the robots’ control station in the warehouse. They are too far to be of much help to you elsewhere in the district. Perhaps Mr. Moss can distract them long enough for you to get through. I would also caution you against too much collateral damage. We would prefer to take at least one of the Void Network operatives alive, and to avoid damage to their merchandise.”