Not a call that Xeep was looking forwards to, but pride and distaste was not an excuse for failing his assigned task. No matter his personal feelings on the matter, the events of a few days ago were still a concern to the cityspeaker and he found himself in the position that he needed advice with someone who had more experience.
"Caminus, I am going to access the communications bridge for a short while. I want you to let me know if it is too much. I will keep the conversation short, and of course you are welcome to add in whatever remarks you wish," he called back to the freshly-wakened Metrotitan (now as close to fully-charged as the decaying mecha could come).
~ωну ∂σ уσυ тнιηк тнє ωαℓℓ тнαт нαѕ ѕтσσ∂ α мιℓℓιση уєαяѕ ωιℓℓ ¢яυмвℓє тσ∂αу ƒσя α ρυƒƒ σƒ ωιη∂?~
"Because it is my task to speak for your well-being, even when you yourself will not," Xeta replied as he typed in the former chief cityspeaker’s comm line. His hand hovered the keypad, hesitating when asking for confirmation to place the call. Yes, he thought it might do Caminus good but what if he was wrong? Was it worth the risk and pushing the Titan when he was already weakened?
However, he was the Speaker of Stone. In his decisions, he must be firm and this one was made. Wavering was as much a waste and risk in these dark days as anything else.
The comm link connected only moments after he confirmed the action. “Cityspeaker Windblade, do you copy? This is Chief Cityspeaker Xeta Praxis if I may have a moment of your time.”