As soon as the pair stepped into the Laboratory the Doom-bot immediately spun around to face them. It appeared to have been tinkering with some sort of broken down weapon in the back. Probably for a future attempt at revenge. What little it had left in defense weapons where on now. Targeted at both of them.
Namor scowled at the robotic creature and held up his hand in a gesture non-hostility. "Can you speak cretin? We are not here to fight. At least..not yet. What happened here?" How fitting that Doom's mighty empire would be survived by an artificial intelligence. At least Victor built them well. After a moment of studying them the Doom-bot began to speak. It's electronic voice was a poor echo of Doom himself. "Yes. Of course I can speak. And I would know what brings Prince Namor and Max Eisenhardt into my home unannounced? Answer quickly for I have no patience for trespassers today."
Naturally the way the thing spoke to them annoyed Namor very much. He crossed his arms and deeply considered ripping the thing's legs off. That would show it some respect. "That's King Namor! Watch your tongue or I shall remove your head!"