"[b][u]Oh how my brothers would love to examine the bodies upon the ship. But it seems this memory wipe is certainly not coincidental. How we must find this secret is vital for our...escape.[/u][/b]" At this point the babbling Servitor was hitting it's head against the wall, as if an attempt to kill itself and snap back into the dead. One of the Mechandrites grabbed the Servitors shoulder and jerked him away from the wall.