Inigo isn't quite sure if Gyousou means the world miners they ran in to, or just the robots in general. He's inclined to lean towards the latter, considering what exactly they're cleaning up right now - and with the knowledge that Gyousou, just like him, isn't used to any of this the way certain others on the train seem to be.

"I've found them easier to deal with once you realise which space between two parts of them is the best to slot your sword into and hit and break something that's important enough to their functioning to make them stop moving," he says. Sure, Inigo figures that Gyousou, with all his wisdom, probably has already figured as much out. But maybe it can't hurt to talk about it all the same, just the sharing of information between two people trying to get used to something new.

There's a slight pause, and then Inigo adds more wryly, a tad more quietly: "I suppose they aren't very different from people in that way."