Vector sighs nonetheless, reaching up to rub his helm. Even so, there's the barest hint of a smile there, rueful as it is.

He may as well get it out.

"I was hoping to plead a creation from you." There, he's admitted it. "A favor. I...suppose...the least I could do is entertain you for the time it takes for you to...consider such a request."

Oh, look. He just found an excuse to stay longer.