Ned nods, taking in the story with great interest. It sounds like quite an intrigue to him. Just after he had been activated. So that would make him... a child, or whatever was the robotic equivalent of that. New, he supposed. Just starting his life, and already surrounded by violence. Ned can't help but imagine that it must have been difficult for Daneel, that his creator was murdered. He's seen how badly Daneel reacts to things like Jesse going missing or his own distress; he imagines it must have been a hundred times worse, finding out one of the men who'd helped to make him was killed.

Strange, he thinks. Perhaps at a different time in his life, he'd be more interested by the glimpse into the future that this story is providing - more interested in the fascinating sci-fi twist of atrophied immune systems and complicated interplanetary politics. But all that fades into the background, compared with what Daneel experienced amidst all this - how it effected him, personally.

"He sounds like a good man." Daneel may not have the most expressive voice or way of speaking, but Ned is getting better, he thinks, at picking up on the smaller signals. It's clear that Elijah meant something to him - a good something. Whatever influence he'd had, Ned is glad Daneel had someone like that around.

"Did you ever catch the guy?"