Red Zone

"... Oh." Ace frowns deeply. This was going to be a looot harder than he had anticipated. "That is... a lot of words."

Maybe Ace wasn't the right man for this job. As much as he wanted to help, there was a rather... vast difference between him and Robot Lady. But who could she go to? Ace couldn't just leave her alone in the Red Zone, she'd get sold for scrap before the sun set. But where could she go? There was GLoG, he supposed, but they were more inclined towards nature than technology. He had too many petty crimes under his belt to walk right up to Remnant's front door and ask for their help. Besides, they were useless. NO was a possibility, maybe. He didn't know much about them, to be honest. What about that Magtok dude? He was a cyborg, that was kind of like a robot. He'd at least know something.
Good gods, this was a terrible idea.

"Right. Let's start with the basic stuff. Nouns. This is Basta, she is a panther." Ace taps her on the head. "Robots are... Well. Self-contained machines that move on their own power. You're a robot. Do you understand all this?"