The girl with the chrome tats paused briefly with her hand just bellow the pannel.  She spoke softly, her voice this time showing the metallic character typical of a Tech Priest.  "I thank ye, beast, for carrying us safely into the depths of the earth."<br/>She stepped off of the platform and joined the others strolling down the hall.  A quick pace caught her up too the arbite and she strode beside him for a moment before inquiring, "Spare a girl a smoke, Sandalphon?"  The word 'spare' came across a bit metalic before her voice modulated back to normal.<br/>To Arl, she offered, "The spirits of machines aren't like the spirits of men, Arl.  My teacher compared it to understanding the spirit of my pet cat.  A cat can be happy, angry, or sick.  Difrent things anger a cat than anger a man, but if you spend time learning to understand a cat, you will learn what angers him.  It's the same with machines."