As Press started to walk around, he wondered where Horus was. He opened a virtual keyboard on his screen and typed in a short command. Immediately Horus spread his wings and flew toward Press, past the piano, through the hall, and straight to Press. Press raised an arm, and Horus landed on his wrist, then walked up to his shoulder. 

Smiling, he went into the hall to see someone on the ground, as well as someone behind the fallen person. Smile fading, he walked toward them, forgetting that he was wearing his armor, so his face was covered by his visored helmet. "Is he gonna be all right?" he asked as he examined the fallen person. He could tell there was something mechanical on the person's back, but not much else.