[i]Behind the robot, a voice. Not a fun and upbeat one or a joking one, rather just a voice that was silent and weak that was hidden by a façade of cockiness and calm, coming from the lips of what sounded to be a southern woman. She wasn't too close, she wasn't too far, she was just at the right distance to shout over and speak to the robot from a fair distance, so maybe ten meters. "Not every day you just see a robot fall from orbit." [/i]