Xi's suspicion of the 'holy warrior' quelled as he maintained a bright and friendly attitude, even when inquiring about her being an Aeon Priest.  "we Aeon Priests have dedicated our lives to the discovery and understanding of the numenera."  Xi's eyes turned to Monarch with a smile, "From artifact to automaton, we wish to understand it all in our slow journey to reclaim the wisdom and knowledge held by the previous eight worlds.  We usually put a small group of Priests called a 'claive' in any given city, town or settlement; but The Amber Papacy didn't think it would be beneficial to send a claive to Omar because they deemed this town 'too uneducated and simple to make the best use of one."  Xi grinned as she passed her eyes over the shop once more, "But I disagree.  So few people here understand the numenera, and most even fear it.  How could they ever learn to use the numenera if no one teaches them how?  It really is a shame."

"But what of your business here?" Xi said leaning in slightly toward Elijah, "Why has Sol, brought you to Omar?"  The woman in the coat spoke to the automaton on the heels of Xi's question.  To which Xi's eyes darted, curious if the automaton had any 'mission statement' or a will of its own.  It made Xi feel better when she was no longer the only one taking interest in Monarch, she only hoped he would have willingness to answer her questions.