Vander stepped aside so the risk of accidental injury from the hammer blow was minimal. Safety first or some such as per the companion bots that were busy with their own tasks. If this rail was so important, the dysfunction would be noted and corrected or it would take time to derail whatever they were planning.

"Hmm, effective and multipurpose," he replied at the knife. It was a good choice, the kind of blade those who lived hard would probably gravitate to. "Aren't they?" He didn't much like firearms for their history of oppression to his people in particular. "Our oppressors. The golden city of progress. It's a long sordid history like all revolutions I expect."