He sits on the floor next to the chair and hands the man the bag of Pork Rinds. "Take all of it, I don't really enjoy that stuff. My intentions here I guess you could say involve making life much easier for everyone residing in these sewers, which are quite impressive I must say" He says as he admires the architecture again. "So tell me, how would I go about finding a murderous Synth, a wolf in sheep's clothing?"