Clink grins widely. "Why yes, I do." At that moment, Clink whistles loudly. Around 15 heavily armed men walk out of cover and aim their impressively powerful weapons at all the critical parts of the synth's body. "I knew you were too powerful for me to overcome, so I brought some backup. Now, I don't want to hurt you. You seem like a nice enough, er, robot, so we'll let you go free, on the promise that you don't bother us anymore. In return, we will cooperate with [i]you[/i] and you exclusively; we don't want to meddle with the law too deeply. We will tell you the location and the main bases of the people you wish to exterminate in the Sewers. If not, I'm afraid my buddies here will blow you to tiny bits before you can use those powers of yours. We can either part as allies, or you dead, and no ground gained for either of us. The choice is yours."