He returned her smile, a somber smile forming on his lips. "I can't help but feel guilt ma'am, I lost more than a fair share of friends, and there were no survivors but myself." He knew she was trying to reassure him he did the right thing, but it was going to take more time for him to move on. "No, ma'am, no more questions, however, there are some things I'd like to bring to your attention, your servers are obsolete, and your firewalls to prevent the hacking of your mainframe are in the best of terms, a joke, seeing that error, I....may have taken an illegal liberty by making a test hack. It only took me 2.143 seconds to breach your security mainframe." he started, unintentionally showing the skills that got him here already. "I also have taken the liberty of writing a new firewall program that without arrogance in saying this would take a team of Vakirian hackers 3 months to breach, the problem is, the program is incompatible with your current server network, meaning the network would need to be replaced before my upgrades to your mainframe could be installed and activated. Your weaponry also lack basic efficiency modules, ie: thermal buffer channeling, barrel rifling and emission neutralizers as well as other safety and efficiency modifications, with all due respect ma'am, I will stick to using my own pistol when field duty arises." he finished, his voice sounding like an organic computer accented by the Vakirian tongue's use of English and their famous intellect. His eyes went wide and his eyebrows jumped slightly as he spoke again, "I almost forgot, a few of the science department I've seen here, their PT units are also outdated, the Duranda 8.3 is fine for civilians but for this unit I'd personally rather have the Marathon A223 alpha, I've made a list of upgrades and replacements that should improve overall performance of the unit by 34.89641% if you'd like me to transfer it to you, ma'am."