Speaks in the way of wolves, perhaps. That's not exactly helpful. But still, Daneel has questions, and he must ask them, and he's not sure when or if he'll ever again have a Trump face to face like this.

"I am here," he says. "You elicited a promise to serve from me, though I was not myself. If the cause is just, I cannot complain about such a thing. Yet I have important tasks behind me, a galaxy of humans that I am responsible for, and the skills I needed to accomplish them have been taken from me. It's... difficult to think of."

Someone else, someone human, might be a bit frantic. Daneel is calm as ever, though clearly troubled.