Outside of Faraday's cage
I deactivated and disassembled him, which is rude under almost all circumstances.
I do want to know what happened. It's disconcerting to have a memory jump from being in police custody to being interrogated while tied to a chair. Clippy's files would fill in the blanks.
The chief is a good man. I'm sure he'll give you those files as soon as it is legal to do so.
Then I can rest easy knowing that my past is ahead of me.