Amalia gazed around at the festivities in awe. The diminutive golem's unblinking eyes darting around from balloons and decorations, to the market stalls and among the festivalgoers. The colour, sound and movement were all so new and alien to her, and provided a welcome distraction from thinking about all that had happened since she woke up.

She paused for a moment to consider Ellion's question. Were there magitech devices or golems capable of large scale mapping like that? Probably. Was a workshop assistant who barely left her home, prior to recent events at least, one of them? Unfortunately not.

"Hmm...sorry. There wasn't really any reason for me to collect that kind of information," she replied. "Father wasn't much of a traveller."

"Perhaps we-" Amalia shook her head slightly before correcting herself, "[i]You[/i] could ask one of the other attendees where we are?"

It wasn't that the golem lacked social skills. Well, not [i]just[/i] that. Rather, the longer she interacted with someone, the more likely it would be that they would notice some inhuman trait about her.