He has no response for that. Sorry to burst your bubble, kid. If his face were human, it'd be a long, withering stare, akin to an annoyed grandpa whose grandkid comes busting in on his alone time.

"There's more out there," he growls, slowly turning away from him. "Try them out for size."

Whether Casey leaves or not isn't really his concern. The kid could wander around and see if he could find anything of interest for all he cares. In the meantime, Reaper continues to flicker through different options for the cabin, still going through all the tech available in the place while he finishes taking inventory.