"I've operated on Hatchet before. I'd have to use remote robots, but it'd work. Or if robots sound too scary I could build the vat and you could make a copy of the brain already in it. Or you could do the same with the jar I made when I was eight, but that one wasn't built to last."

"You're being awfully cooperative about all this. You don't mind the power suppression aspect?"

"I'd rather have the basement full of mindless bodies, but you did say the other option was killing me."

"Peanut gallery? Thoughts?"

"This is true. Does anyone else on tap know how to build a stable brain jar which does not have to involve Riley's personal expertise? No one need actually do it as long as they can point me to reliable plans."

"You could use Mannequin's. There's a lot of extra stuff in there and it'd be like going everywhere attached to a life-support violin case, but it'd work. It's built to last because he used it on himself. I'd rather make my own though."

"I'm sure you'd rather, but you're very scary. Speaking of ways you're very scary and Tinkers doing things to themselves, Shatterbird I had to actually kill instead of knock out because she happened to be immune to the drugs I tried. I assume you've got some nasty cocktail of enhancements too."

"Yup! Not nasty, though. Immune to everything from drugs to blood loss, and I can turn pain off like a switch, everyone should have that."

"Each major blood vessel is separately armored and automatically pinches off upstream if something manages to break it anyway. A bit more than that, but I basically don't bleed."

"Fair enough. The pain switch is a charming idea, I will absolutely give you that."

"I am not prepared to go to war with the Protectorate over you, but I am willing to offer to attempt to contain you on their behalf."

"Well, that was an impressive display."

"Can someone who has been paying attention please report in to the Protectorate authorities."

"Already done. As much as we'd collectively rather try her here, Chief Director Costa-Brown says otherwise. You can take responsibility for Bonesaw if you insist. In exchange she'd like to ask for whatever lists of parahumans they keep in the Thanda, Yangban, Dno, and Red Gauntlet, as well as a pile of less weaponized tinker tech than what you copied for Crawler."

"I wouldn't say I insist, but that sounds agreeable."

"Not really, no. Would you like me to launch him into space for you on my way home?"

"Works as well as anything else."

"...Actually, he might stay conscious and then float there for hundreds of years. Seems like overkill and I don't think he's going anywhere as-is."