"My name is Quincy and...". Nox starts laughing.
"And your last name is Harley!". The disassembly drone bangs on the cage as Quincy stands there shocked.
"Shut up!". Quincy starts laughing.
"No,no it's fine. Am just shocked because everyone says you're a psychopath."
"I am." he smirked. There was an awkward silence. Quincy breaks it.
"So I have come here to help you."
"Excuse me?"
"I want to help the dissembly drones that were controlled by the solver and now subjected to this."
"And why?"
"It's pure cruelty."
"So it's because you have family issues."
"No I don't!"
"Keep telling yourself that.".
"So are you in?". He extends his arm.
"If I do this what do I get in return?"
"You will be treated like a normal person."
"And...."
"And what?". Nox stands up and walks up to the bars.
"I want free will and I can get my halo back."
"B-but..."
"I know you can do that. Your friends with Magnas. Yes or no?"
"Y-yea b-but..."
"So ask them to give me my halo back or I won't help.". Quincy sighs. He shakes Noxs hand.
"Pleasure doing business with you. Now...let's get to work!"