A voice fills the lift.
"Ahvayd, yilja tyah...."
The voice continues on in a language you don't understand.
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"Now, what exactly are you trying to accomplish by doing that?"
"You small people sure are the curious sort, poking and prodding, looking under each and every crevice. Quite intriguing actually. Glad I don't have any cracks, or else I might have gotten a bit embarrassed."
"Still there's a bit of debris and dust underneath me, but that can be expected after a millenia or forty. I have to admit, without bragging a whole lot, that I am probably in amazing shape for a lift my age."
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