"Good." He nods to one of the troopers, who steps forward with a cart, into which her frozen father is dumped and then wheeled away.
"Now... A robot dog, you say?" He muses, and Alex slides the object in question forward. "Interesting. Seems a few circuits are fried. Vena's work, I'll be bound." He murmurs.
"Yep. No regrets there." She says with a snort.
"And the... "Doom bitch"... I shall leave with you to do as you wish." He says, bowing his head and turning to five troopers loading the dog into another cart.