It wasn't a medic unit, but the holes in the orcs back were the likely cause of death, though what put them there, or how long ago, it wasn't sure. Something and a while was the best guess it had. He stopped, and swore as he realized he was still trying to think as impersonally as possible, but thinking in both gender tenses was starting to give it - HIM a headache. It had been a construct, but now he was an android. He did understand why the Assembly and Oversoul had asked for volunteers, rather than assigning squads, not that that realization helped it - HIM any.<br/><br/>It, HE, would figure out a fix for the multiple gender tenses later in its own head, right now, it had a rescue to preform and a pyre thing to restart. Likely an engine, if he had to guess with what it knew, likely out of fuel and needed either a new tank tasked to it, or a re-pressurization of the main fuel tank(s), if it could be fixed at all. First, find the person it - HE had been sent in for. It looked about once more, before heading to the opposite side of the room, and then realizing it - HE could circle around and figure out what had terrified the drone. He took the northern passage, keeping close to the wall and quiet.<br/><br/>Stealth 18 (+10)<br/>Perception 12 (+9)