*Upon hearing you talk, the bird flies into the Suit via the helmet, the visor closing behind it. The Voice speaks.*
"Ah, good evening...Mr. Artillery, was it? I'm sorry about Sir Ninerwuntoo lashing out at you. It's in his nature. You know how autonomous SWAT armors can be!"
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