"Very well, mistress."  The Android stated in its usual flat, monotone voice.  While she may had met androids in the past, these were clearly low end on the AI, and expressed little or no emotion at any prospect.  The fact death seemed to mean very little to them likely struck a nerve, not even survival instincts programmed in.<br/><br/>For several more hours they traveled across the desert landscape.  Daylight faded into night, and three moons raised into the night sky.  Two silvery blue moons, and a single red one.  It made it hard to see, but she could still pick up the occational sand cloud into the desert under the moonlight.  It seemed like they got closer to the road, although not close enough to pose a risk.  Finally they arrived at where she as staying.  While the hotel had a good deal of customers during the day, at night they were filled up to capacity, with various customers in different states of inebration.  Unlike during the day, it seemed like the large zax in heavy armor was standing guard at the entrance rather than drinking inside.  He was taking weapons and ammunition from individuals, and setting them into a storage container behind him.  Judging by the quickness of it, he was apparently used to this.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>