Pamela
"It's a weapon of war. It could assist with the excavation once we sort out sustainable power for it... But a feat of Artificing? Relatively, yes... But compared to my work in the Clockwork city this is nothing."

*He said, a bit full of himself.*

"The real goal is to reach Arkthzand. The Great Library. Which existed in the second era... Definitely. Now things might have changed. We just need to find whatever's left."
Rhonda
She chuckled a bit when he bragged about his accomplishments in the Clockwork City. She'd always thought that some bragging was warranted if you could back it up with action, and Byleth evidently could. 

"Anything specific you expect to find there?" She asked, casually crossing her arms over her stomach. "Any secrets of tonal architecture, maybe? The Dwemer aren't my area of expertise, but that topic's always interested me a lot."
Pamela
"Jarl Dumac can already create tonal barriers via tuning forks. Calcelmo's goal is finding more of the language. I seek more Automatons down there. The Architon... We've found some... Inoperable. They were humanoid machines, which inspired the Factotums which Seht created. If i were able to find one in good shape, we could create more, supplement menial workers with them."
Rhonda
She let out a small "Huh" Of surprise when Byleth told her about the tonal barriers. It was impressive, at least to her—she'd held the notion that only the bigger constructs could utilize tones to such an extent. 

"Well shit, that'd be pretty good," She answered. Then a realization of what that might actually mean dawned on her. "I mean, as long as the people whose jobs are being supplemented aren't left in the dust to starve. Do you know if the jarl has policies in place for that scenario?"
Pamela
"It wouldnt be a full replacement. The cost for keeping the Architons active is greater than paying actual workers. It would be primarily for carrying extremely heavy loads, or hazardous areas. The Jarl isn't one of those who would throw the poor to the dirt. He came from nothing, born as a Reachman."

*Behind them, the Architon that had been dropped earlier was being deconstructed by Calcelmo.*
Rhonda
"I see, I see. That's good to hear," She said, glancing over at Calcelmo and his work before looking back to Byleth.

"So, I'm curious—what do you think of the theory that sound is in some way the foundations of the Aurbis? Because tonal architecture, nymics, the Thu'um... They're all so powerful that it seems to point to everything being comprised of tones, to an extent."
Pamela
"It is the most likely theory, but a Theory nonetheless. The Sharmat, Older than Music, an evil from even before Lorkhan Created this world. The world could merely be a series of measures, you and I notes in the great Song. Music was important to the Sixth House in their worship, their Dreaming."

*He sighed.*

"But many of us become lost in theories. And most of us are Quarter notes in the measures. And some may seek to find the Time Signature, the meaning of it all, and some may seek to become larger, better notes."
Rhonda
She recognized the reference to the Sermons, the puzzle pieces clicking in her head. She'd never put that line together with the theory. Whether or not Vicec mentioning it validated it or caused it to crash, she wasn't sure.

"So you're a poet too, huh?" She said with a small chuckle, evidently trying to poke fun a bit, not insult him. She had never really been one for fancy words, except for when necessary in her academics. "I see what you're saying though. Contemplating stuff like that is good, but dwelling on it so long it impedes progress in other things? Unwise. That... Is what you're saying, right?"
Pamela
"I don't intend to be that way. It's just my nature. But yes, to ponder what makes up reality for too long will leave you with no room for the reality which you are pondering. Experience is superior to Hypothesis. Unraveling the mysteries of the Aurbis didn't build this city, it doesn't win wars, it doesn't save lives."

*His outlook seemed pessimistic but he had a point. Everyone who came close had disappeared. The Dwemer, Vivec, other little miscellaneous wizards. He was saying that it was more worthwhile to focus on something more attainable.*