Silence usually occupied Beowulf’s scanning processes. Though coming off as rather rude (Jurreal had lectured him multiple times on how discourteous it was to deliberately withhold acknowledging the quarries, concerns or statements of others), Beowulf felt slight justification for his less-than-stellar performance—though a meager measure of pettiness drifted through his electronic mind the more he dwelled upon it. Unless they were made by individuals that he knew personally, Beowulf wasn’t used to having demands made of him; it annoyed him to no end actually—a pet peeve if you will. The defining reasoning behind such feelings escaped him.

Perhaps he wasn’t as devoid of emotion as he had previously perceived. Well, that or his Caretaker’s own perceptions and sentiments had rubbed off on him. Prior to his departure to this strange new place, Beowulf had spent several years in Jurreal’s company, so such a theory couldn’t have been far off from the truth. Beowulf of Trinity wasn’t entirely sure if this was normal (or optimal) behavior. Odd? Different? Most certainly. Normal? Not a chance.

Beowulf was yanked free from his own thoughts when the woman he had observed perished before his eyes. At her death, sadness did not come, for she was a stranger, but the Machine God’s powerful suspicions of her association with Jurreal’s tribe still lingered aimlessly over him. 

This was enough cause to warrant comment and, if it came down to it, appropriate action. 

“Update: review of Unidentified Entity-268 has been completed, yet no formal designation has been given nor compiled,” said Beowulf. “As such, a temporary name has been assigned to Unidentified Entity-268; Unidentified Entity-268 has been informally renamed to ‘Walking-Stone’, and will remain as such until Walking-Stone discloses his, her or its name and/or designation at some point in the immediate future.”

Beowulf’s gaze fell on Ysolda’s scattered remains.

“Query followed by Aggressive Visage: Was Walking-Stone the cause for the human woman’s death?”