He simply shook his head, and followed behind, idly amused at the instructions set up by his family. He did glare at the construct, realizing that SOMEONE had overridden his directive to never let a construct chassis out of positive control. So that meant the other gods most likely had an understanding of the constructs that was... not with in expectations. He simply rolled his eyes, and directed his guards to get the word out, and begin redesigning the shadow stalkers with the newest tricks of construct construction that they had figured out, which would be to the shadow stalkers that had been captured what an apprentice made golem was to something that was intended to be a nation's showpiece of its power.<br/><br/>However, that didn't have anything to do with the test, so he simply walked up to it, and removed a portion of the 'statue's' chest plate. This gave him a hole just under the left arm of the construct, and he carefully reached inside, his fingertip just able to reach the core. Technically, he didn't need to do that, he could do it outside the room, but the construct would react poorly to reactivating in an enclosed, prison like room, and he wanted it intact. He simply sighed, and directed the companions and his guards to not react, before speaking aloud. "It is likely to make a very sudden move when I reactivate it. Do NOT, I say again, do NOT under any circumstances attempt to stop it, unless you want to die right here and now. It will defend itself, but will not actually attack unless it perceives a threat. Think of it like a powerful ranged caster that is just waking up, in an unfamiliar location, with someone's hand on their heart. So please, for the sake of me not having to rebuild my head, don't make sudden moves until I say it is alright."<br/><br/>He then sighed, and put a surge of power back into the drained core, and let the construct snap out the hidden, attached pistol inside its forearm, and press it up under his chin.