Medaira surprisingly kept her outward silence as they were 'escorted' around under 'protection'. Yeah let's call it that if it makes the people involve sleep better at night, she whistled amused. Ahh a governator palace, a rather technicolor amusement of a location, so filled with umbribled corruption and backroom dealings! And ohh don't even talk about the favors! She was happy, this place was fun, if only you could spend the odd afternoon just tapping into all of the surveilance that was scattered throughout the whole place and even the individual rooms! The lovely pieces of info and gossip you'd get. She could just imagine the countless pranks she could pull off with the right data. An odd scandal here, an angry wife finding you with the mistress there, fun for everybody everywhere!

 Medaira was grinning underneaht the breather like device as her servo... head was flying around her happily and grinning as well. It was a full copy of her own head after all, she made sure to keep technological additions to the outward appearance to a minimum for maximum effect.

 As soon as they had settled in the room, Medaira began to do techie things and get her metaphorical hands all over everything, in other words she was accesing any data feeds and databanks she could reach without making it obvious. For example the surveilance around, it wasn't tapped. Sure somebody was likely watching from somewhere but there wasn't an external break in for the looks of it. SO at least htey weren't under... DOUBLE SURVEILANCE! She tilted her head and looked at Adriana who asked her a question. She made a quiet beep sound followed by a tiny barely perceptable whistle.[color=8dc73f][i]" 1010..."[/i][/color] She let out a series of synth noises.[color=8dc73f]" 10~ "[/color] She repeated in common gothic.

 Finally she turned her attention proper to the Governor Nickolai and looked at him with the mild gaze."[color=8dc73f] I'd like to ask how has the local assigned planetary members of the Cult Mechanicus been performing their duties~"[/color] She chirped a question.[color=8dc73f]" Any major delays, malfunctions, sudden defficiency in supplies and of course lack of servitors~?"[/color] She asked with her almost childish voice. While in the meantime she was making SURE to hack the air conditioning units of the man's office. He was going to find it fluctuating up and down, keeping it uncomfortable withotu actually being too obvious. It would be glorious whenever somebody realizes it after a good while.