The machine would accept whatever help was offered, no matter how awkward it might be to be carried off. It was simply glad to not be left behind for once. Into the tunnel, they were taken from the building into the back alleys. It was clear just from looking around that this was not a place people were meant to go. Like forgotten hallways between buildings, only nobody was ever supposed to be able to actually get there. But this was the perfect hiding place. A place that would not likely even exist on maps should they look them over. And the machine in tow would point them in the right directions. Left here, right there, until they found themselves in a clearing between buildings. And hidden away in the corner, was a tunnel built into the ground, going down into a dug out cavern. It was covered by some bushes, and the buildings in this area seemed so tall that nothing could even fly over them. It was well hidden for sure.

Guiding them to the entrance, the machine would find its way down onto the ground again, and would slowly walk down into the hole. Any chance of fighting back was gone for the moment, as they were left with little option but to follow the tiny machine inside the hole. 

Inside seemed, dark, cold, and lifeless at first. But as the three entered behind the elderly machine, dots would light up in all corners of the room, as one machine after another peeked out from little burrows to see who these strangers were. Each and every machine was unique, built from scrap to create bodies, but they all had one thing in common. Each one had a bright, shining golden core, the source of their light, that seemed to be their heart. This very same core, in the elderly machine, shined much less brightly, as if he was somehow rather literally dying from old age. 

He found a place to sit, a sort of chair at the far side of the room. One of many pieces of scrap that lined the walls, seeming to serve the purpose of keeping the walls from caving in on them. 

"Your people, and my kind... there is no love between us, that much is certain. I overheard you speaking, you do not know why you are here, or where you are from. But you did not react to my kind as the Varden would. That is, a full crusade that would likely destroy this entire city just to exterminate my kind." He seemed to ramble on a bit, before shaking his head. The suggestion that relations between their people and the machines were negative, let alone hostile, wouldn't sit right with the three. Even 03 who had initially reacted negatively to the machine's presence... even if her feelings didn't change, that statement didn't seem right. Like it was missing some details. Or perhaps... it showed a vast difference in how the Varden acted.

"Tell me, what do each of you know, what do you remember, and what questions, do you have. Though I cannot promise that I have all the answers, nor that I can answer everything you ask without asking something of you in return. I only promise, that I will ask nothing of you, that will not in turn, aid you as well."