Axel's vox synthesizer crackled in. It could do a perfect impression of his voice of course, but... there was just something he liked about the dramatic flair of the static bookending his words. Plus, a lot of people expected a certain aesthetic from a tech-priest.

"*chckch*I say we head on through the one with people. I've got protection from most poisons, but I'm pretty sure you don't.*chckch*"