Talon looked down at his PDA and nodded, turning his face upwards to gaze at Pyriel again. This machine surprised him by giving out this information willingly and intrigued him as well, Talon didn't care much of the reason why the machine rebelled, but he was most interested as to what extent it has.
Talon: Well, this is all very interesting information but you must understand that it is very hard to ask the right question with so little knowledge that we have of them...I shall try to at least. Now tell me..
He made that last sentence sound like an order, his gaze suddenly became more stern and his posture menacing, he was used to giving orders and he was clearly enjoying this interrogation.
Talon: Tell me to what extent can cardamine afflict them exactly, and do they have some central processing unit that controls them, if so..how would they react to that unit being afflicted by a cardamine addiction? Would it neutralize them entirely? Also how would you suggest we deploy our forces to defend our worlds best against these weapons you mentioned, would you be willing to assist us? If so, are you ready to board the LNS-Anchorage together with me, and organize a defensive perimeter that will keep us safe. We cannot send the Navy out of our systems with the threat of Rheinland and other less menacing enemies right at our gates, but, the LSF perhaps could form some minor attack, a sneak attack so to speak if that cardamine plan would work. If not, to what extent can we use that code that you gave me, and what good would it do us, would they be more susceptible to control if that was transmitted? Is there a possibility of turning some of them to our side via reprogramming or hacking once that code has been transmitted? These are the things I want to know for now, and I hope you can answer them.
He spoke fast and without stopping almost entirely until he finished with all the questions, then he raised his eyebrows, as if curious and testing the machine's capacity for storing information, and would it be able to remember and answer all the questions. He leaned back on the chair and crossed his arms, grinning and awaiting a response.