*The robot still glares at you, unflinchingly.*

Robot: You are mercenaries of some sort? Travelers?

Tazz: Yes, actually! We're going about to seek out specific energy signatures that are related to specific, overly-powerful enetities called 'Elder Souls.' If you've heard of that.

Robot: No, we Merachi have not heard of most of that. However, we are fully aware of one such individual nearby, judging from the incredible energy output and that alone. It's coming from over there, nearby those outlying islands. Only a few of our own have come back from there, however...And they were scrap metal. We would be...Appreciative if you could take care of it, however you do so.

Tazz:...OK then!