freaking out

Alex : "Cerve I need this thing off me, now. what can I do?"

Cerve : "I've read through the attachment and I think you just need to play along."

Alex : "WHAT!?!? No fucking way."

Cerve : "They are right about the beta21 alloy, nothing short of an industrial diamond saw will get through it and I assure you that you don't want one of those, or the shrapnel produced by the cutting, near your genitals"

Alex : "You're telling me even with your super intelligence you can't think of a way to get a cage off of my cock?"

Cerve seems offended by this.

Cerve : "I think you instructed me to safeguard your long term happiness and that playing along is the best way to go about that"

You're floored, you're still determined to come up with a solution but the fact that this super intelligent AI was stumped has robbed you of all your confidence. You stand up in a daze and go take a shower, after what had happened you felt vaguely dirty in a way that the shower wasn't able to wash off. You don't even try to clean your caged cock, you can't bear to even think about it. You throw on some clothes and decide to take a walk to clear your mind.