[genuinely creeped out:] What the hell are these?! [they've never seen robots or golems before, and their experience with mindless servitude is............................fraught...........
forgetting the remains of their scattered stash, Knife climbs to their feet, shooting an uneasy look down the hall.]
...Yeah, no...
[they're getting the fuck out of here! stepping over the stabbed bot, Knife goes the direction opposite the phalanx, making it for the door outside an--]
no subject
forgetting the remains of their scattered stash, Knife climbs to their feet, shooting an uneasy look down the hall.]
...Yeah, no...
[they're getting the fuck out of here! stepping over the stabbed bot, Knife goes the direction opposite the phalanx, making it for the door outside an--]
HUH??
[WHAT'S WITH THE BIRDS???]