A turret materializes in front of the Artisan. It is a strange device, with a few rotating gears and some flashing lights. It slowly rises as it emits a constant buzzing sound. He stops working on his turret as he turns his attention to you

“You do know that this place is off-limits, right?”

Artisan slightly backed away, unaware if you’re a friend or foe while hiding a button behind his back to trigger the turret incase of your presence

“Hm, do I know you? Are you another host?”