[ Oh yeah, it'll become all too clear when he finally starts fiddling with his bracelet. But until then! ]

A being called the Augur that grants favors? This really is getting too fanciful for even me... [ Right up until someone informs him the Augur is a supercomputer, anyway. Even without knowing about the hangar or the Lancelot, that and the robots aren't going to escape his attention for long. ] But there's no harm in believing you've been granted a mansion on a desolate island full of robots, I suppose.

[ Alright, alright, so the robots immediately didn't escape his attention. How unlucky for them! They did hand over a towel and that aforementioned bracelet, after all. ]

Very well. I can't help but imagine you'd end up following me around until I agreed, anyhow.