She lands back where they teleported in, because staying on a flying tree branch is a little much effort after a scare like that.
"Fuck that was terrifying," she says, letting go of her cloud-pine to hug him hard.
He hugs her back, obviously worried. "You're okay, right? No funky robotic mind control or invisible weaponry or - something? Because I will go back and break them all if they managed that."
"I'm fine, I'm fine," she says. "Just scared. Geez, Path's probably freaking out at home and has no idea why..."
Now that Isabella's confirmed as both A. Safe and B. Completely fine, he can relax. A little.
(He's shaking.)
"I was really spooked but - it bothered to ask questions, and answer them," she says. "I'm sort of inclined to believe the things it said. Feel free to check me over for alien robot mind control if you have a way to do that, I just can't think of a good reason for a robot to be designed to conversationally evaluate potential threats and then not shoot at, yet lie to, some of them."
"I... Do not have a way to do that, I'm just being really paranoid. I can't think of a good reason that it would do that either, but I was not expecting them to come to life and ask us questions, so obviously I missed something."
"Well, the coming to life and asking questions I can explain, they were some alien faction's side during a war when all the aliens died and they have really good batteries. They ignore wildlife, I guess, but we don't look like wildlife, and they expect a decent chance we're invaders. And I guess the unpronounceable invader scum have a thing about not verbally denying their allegiance."
He sighs. "So, what should we do?"
"Come back when you have a full tank of mana?" she asks. "In case you need the shield again. And - talk to the robots and see what they have to say when I'm not thirty percent adrenaline."
"Yeah. I can do another shield now if we need to, it's not expensive, it just keeps draining as I hold it. And of course, the more I use the shield, the longer we have to be here until I can teleport us home, or wait for Ana to do it."
"Exactly. They don't seem to be - like - trundling out here to surround us or anything, though."
Adarin nods. "Thankfully. Do you think if we went to another city, there would be another set asking us if we were part of the faction that decided to point weapons at us?"
"The robots might know," she points out. "...This probably isn't comforting but I'd be surprised if opposing factions used the same basic design of robot."
"Great. So if the rest of the world had robots, they will probably point weapons at us and make us pronounce incomprehensible things."
"If they do voice recognition at all. Maybe we can get some of these robots to work for us and send them as scouts into places that might be inhabited by other robots."
"Thanks. It wouldn't be much use if it took forever to get up, so... I worked on my reflexes for that one. A lot. You probably saw with the gummy worm training."
"I saw you hoarding them, what does that have to do with shields?"
Adarin laughs. "I was - I was practicing with them. What, did you think I was just - grabbing the gummy worms and running off for no reason? I had a stopwatch, if I could get the layout of a completely unique spell for a shield in under three seconds, with all of my parameters, I got a gummy worm."
"I had no idea what you were doing. That's adorable, why are you so adorable?"
"Thank you, I didn't realize I was adorable so I couldn't give you a reason why. You must have thought I was insane, with my stopwatch and my book of cheatsheats and a bag of gummy worms that I would eat at strange times."
"I wasn't about to judge, I have been known to have notebooks and do non-transparent things with them while eating candy!"