"Is this really a Safe House, or was it once the Machinist's undercity workstation?"
Matthew deeply doubted this.
The group found a place to sit down in the rest area.
The Mechanical Snail served them enthusiastically:
"Tea or coffee?"
"No matter what you'd like to order, we don't have it here—"
Don't look at me like that; the Machinists took everything with them when they left, which is why the kitchen's regular offerings have such a poor reputation.
But as a service robot, even if supplies are short, I still have to ask as usual.
It helps to create a welcoming, spring-like feeling for everyone..."
Annie chatted with the large-tongued creature with interest for a while.
Matthew then asked:
"I want to know, how does this Safe House achieve its security functions?"
"As far as I know, the largest threats in this Ancient City are the vengeful spirits of the Trolls from ancient times, and certain slumbering guardians. How do you prevent them from entering the Safe House?"
