Kenneth
"Well... You win some, you lose some," She quipped as she inspected the Architon more closely, still wary of any sudden murder attempts. 

When silence settled over them, her mind couldn't help but return to what he'd said about Ulfric. Something—*Someone*—that horrific... The Empire was terrible too, but how could anyone support someone who would do that?

"About... About what you said about Ulfric," She began, looking over to Byleth as he peered out of his window. "You think he'll do something similar if he takes the throne? Should I get my family and myself out of here before he has the chance?"
Rebecca
"Why do you think theres a pseudo-anumidium outside? Jarl Dumac doesn't support the Empire, nor the Stormcloaks. He's letting ulfric run his course until he's replaced, or steps too far. The former is more likely. Most stormcloaks are united in Independence, not subservience to him. Someone more fitting will come along."

*He began to search the room for his Journal, to log the success. It was upstairs, so he went to his little sleeping loft. The Dragon Frogs in their terrarium were croaking.*

"The Jarl wants independence. To make the Reach a zone outside of law, where Magic and Technology can be studied without limit."

*He began writing in a graph. The first checkmark on it, so there were many failures with these Architons beforehand.*
Kenneth
Mirihil gave a small nod of agreement when Byleth mentioned the peusdo-anumidium. She surmised that the giant construct would be a pretty big to any invading forces, especially if it held any similar capabilities to the actual Numidium. His somewhat optimistic view gave her a small form of comfort. 

"I'll keep that in mind. My parents and I live in Solitude, and they seem to be in denial of the fact that there's a very real chance that the place'll be a warzone soon. If that ever does happen, I might take them here. There's definitely worse places to live."

Once Byleth started searching for his journal, Mirihil moved a bit closer to the window to admire the view. "So, you've got the Architon. Think you'll be able to reverse engineer it? Make more?"
Rebecca
"Oh yes, easily. That's how Sotha Sil created the factotums. Mixing in Refabricated ones with Original Dwemer ones would be no issue. Would allow us to specialize them as well."

*Byleth came down. He showed her a schematic of a Factotum in his journal. He surprisingly had abysmal handwriting but it got the point across.*

"Regarding solitude... Battle will come there, and mitigating casualties will not be Ulfrics priorities."

*He spoke sternly, coldly.*
Kenneth
She eyed the schematic when he showed it to her, piecing together what she could from the handwriting and diagrams. She was definitely surprised; she'd think a centuries-old Clockwork Apostle would have better handwriting.

"I know," She sighed in reply, looking away from the diagrams and back to the window. "I've tried convincing them, but they won't budge. They fled Summerset when the Thalmor took power and the Imperial City when the Great War started. They're tired of running."

She looked back to Byleth and said, "You're confident that the pseudo-anumidium will be enough to deter Ulfric from invading Mar—sorry, Nchuand-Zel?"
Rebecca
"He would plainly be a moron to even attempt it. The Jarl has already declared his support for Independence anyway. You would need a Legion, with a division of Battlemages to come close to even defeating it. It's a deterrent first and foremost... Operating it is incredibly costly. It runs on Heartstones, a lot of them."

*He moved back to the Architon. He would spend time fully disassembling it and then reassembling it until he understood it completely.*

"I'll be here for... Quite some time, so if you have any words for me... Speak them now. Otherwise, I'm not sure how long you want to stick around for this. It's rather boring to watch..."