A young woman staggered out of the temple and half collapsed against the bot, her had resting against its round face. She looked a bit singed, the edge of one hair ribbon was smoldering slightly still. Her clothing was a bit worse for the wear at the edges, but mostly still intact.

"So... that wasn't the right compression..." she said to the bot, then blinked and saw him. She started to speak then saw that he was injured. Did her explosion...? She looked worried and panicked as she stumbled to her feet. "I'm so sorry! come in, I'll fix you right up!" she reached for his arm.