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"Yes, that explains everything." Dr. Damnation said with a slight smile before putting the last piece of the steak in his mean. He savored every chew before swallowing it. "And I'm sure we could all be considered odd in our own way. We are only meta-human after all."

Aleksander glanced in Desmond's direction, briefly considering leaving all the Science talk out of the converstion for his sake. Then he reminded himself that 'Science waits for nobody' and forgot about the ridiculous notion.

"I must ask, Ileana, what are your experiences with Synthetic Intelligence?" He asked innocently. "I have a couple of autonomous mechanical drones worked out but I haven't had the time to code something which will utilize their functions efficiently. I've coded some AI's back in the day but those allow a lot of shortcuts which aren't possible with SI's and their applications were a lot more specific. I could send you some rough blueprints of the design but I'm afraid I can't let the exact specifications leave my laboratory. You'll have to read them there if you're interested. I'd hate to see them fall in the wrong hands."

"Now that I think about it though, giving the bad guys some more precise and subtle weaponry might prevent a lot of collatoral damage." The Doctor thought out loud. "Maybe I should consider it after all."

"I'm joking." He eventually admitted.