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Lia listened quietly to everything, but mostly Pox. That was only a theory. Nothing proven. Multiple worlds existing and whatnot. Old religions stated the Machine Gods came from an entirely different place, but it was usually passed off as simple religious zeal. The point made by Pox however, was beginning to make sense...which meant...she was no longer in Ivorthain. Lia's shoulders visibly slumped, a crestfallen gaze overcoming her features as she turned to Nale.

[color=chartreuse]"...No."[/color] She quietly replied to Nale. [color=chartreuse]"Well...I don't remember who built me. Or anything from before the time Master Baylock found my barely functioning body and core and repaired it. Though, he told me never to go to the place I was found. He never gave a straight answer and I never pried."[/color] She gazed down at one of her hands. [color=chartreuse]"And yes, much like a human body my own has its own needs and maintenance. I do not require food nor sleep, but I must do routine maintenance to make sure my gears are not worn or damaged. I am made from a highly magnetic cobalt alloy so I am not easy to damage...but repairs are annoying. Without proper machine making tools..."[/color] Her voice trailed off, falling silent once more.

The stranger that had rescued them taking to writing something on the table with blood. Well, desperate times and measures and all that. He seemed most uncomfortable, and Lia wanted to give him a hug, but from what she could gather it was something about a gate being present and the next floor was near, and he'd be able to talk more there.

[color=chartreuse]"...oh dear."[/color] Lia held a hand to her face as he proceeded to rather comically make his way up some stairs. It was actually kind of cute. [color=chartreuse]"Well it is a pleasure to meet you, Sir Ahnciel."[/color] The Automaton gave a brief nod to her companions. [color=chartreuse]"Hm...I think most of us can agree as soon as those two are finished checking the store rooms we should get moving."[/color]