As the servitors helped Cawl synchronize the cognitive calibration of all the battle-automata, the unabashed data exchanges between these brand-new machine bodies and the servitors left him feeling somewhat offended.
"His computational architecture appears inferior to that of a Thanatar. Request identity verification for the service recipient?"
"Belisarius Cawl? This looks like a crude biomechanical hybrid?"
"His verified identity is an Archmagos of the Imperium of Man's Adeptus Mechanicus, classified as a high-priority target under the underlying service protocols."
"But this high-priority target does not seem particularly advanced?"
Although the scene was quiet, vast streams of data were darting about beyond the naked eye's perception. Cawl had never imagined that a group of machine bodies would be discussing and judging him.
Compared with military machine intelligences, these civilian robots clearly had more useless functions. After all, they had once been expensive, and some of their equipment even surpassed that of low-grade military machines. It was only natural for them to chat with their users and help regulate their moods. During the Federation Era, some explorers had even chatted with their Kastelan Robot bodyguards. Iax's repairs had indeed done an excellent job of restoring their original designs, including those superfluous emotional simulation modules.
This left these machine bodies brimming with "personality."
Cawl suddenly felt that those cold, emotionless machine intelligences were rather more agreeable.
Seemingly sensing the change in Cawl's mood, some of the machine bodies even began trying to comfort the Archmagos, while some battle-automata told Federation jokes that Cawl could not understand at all.
Iax did not care how Cawl would use these machines in the future. Having completed their delivery mission, the servitors brought back a document authorizing the requisition of supplies, provided by Cawl.
The thick parchment bore Cawl's personal seal, the seal of the Adeptus