The golem listened passively as the spirits within Emily briefly argued.  Though time had seemed to freeze for the pair, shutting out the entirety of existence except for the few cubic meters of air they occupied, the world moved along around them.  Passing Workers regarded the odd pair, a young human with her hand pressed upon their fellow's chest, with looks of incredulity when their faced would allow it.  None of them attempted to interrupt what was happening however; they flowed around the disturbance, like water around a stone.

“I am Peridot,” the Worker responded after it was sure that Emily had finished communing with it.  “The outside world is of little concern with us, but if there is anything that might pose danger to our city, you had best consult the Journeymen.  They reside in the Sestet, a hall roughly halfway up the mountain.  I do not know what it might take to join our 'spiritual network', as you put it, but if you remain in our city I feel obliged to tell you of our Blessings.  Our noontide Blessings are glorious for the inhabitants of this city, as they invigorate us with the life-force necessary to sustain our existence, but for outsiders they might pose an inconvenience.  Exposure to even a single Blessing will convert living tissue into mechanism.  It begins with a part, like a forearm, an eye, or a hip, but repeated exposure to the holy magic will convert a living being entirely into a golem.”

Time began to speed up.  The general hubbub of Monolith again fell on the ears of Emily, and reverberated within Peridot's head.  The Worker took a step back, and inclined its head slightly in a standard gesture of respect.  It spoke normally now, with sparks spilling out from beneath its faceplate.  “The next Blessing will wash over our city in...” It paused, looking down at its heartlight.  The light came, then vanished, at an thoroughly unimpressive speed.  “One hour.  If you hurry, you may reach the Sestet and conclude your business with the Journeymen before the Blessing arrives.  Travel far, Emily.”  With that, Peridot started off to resume its labor.