"The Robes are up to something, all right..." Parcival sighed softly. "And experience teaches it is rarely a good thing when the Robes cease worshipping their toasters and coffee machines and dabble in the world of us mere mortals." He shook his head and looked around. "Maybe the boss is right - we should probably all go and unwind a little, until he is ready to share the rest of the instructions with us." He paused, and considered the group. "And maybe you should regale us with a few stories of the Netzach Dayan, Nachbar," he addressed Robert. "We should all know what to expect and what not to expect... given that there seems to have been a change in philosophy, and quite possibly in unit designation."