No. YOU don't understand! He shouts with much more anger than anyone might expect from "just a machine." I am a machine. A construct of brass and a miracle of steam power. An automaton given autonomy and some temporal abilities by some...accident of technomancy. I'm not avoiding anything, it's just fact. Besides, you wouldn't know what it's like to have a part of you used to send a message. He does sound pretty upset.
The High Lord comes out of the palace, looking no worse for wear, but it looks like Prince Zurkar is not with him.
Greetings. My Dear Prince will hold the Empire for the time of my absence. I assume our affairs are in order?