Faux has no idea what any of those things she is talking about are, expect for perhaps a clock tower, though it sounds a rather primitive way to arrange a systems cron to view. But he supposes that if she is okay with her situation; and she appears to be so; then it's nothing to worry over. A sign of a hardened program.

"Well, that sounds a bit better..." Unsure if it actually is. He'll have to take her word for it. And then Faux realizes he doesn't have a name. And he hadn't even introduced himself yet!

Hoping this program hasn't noticed his rudeness, "My name is Faux. And you are?"