A large, round, metallic-chrome figure lumbers over you, a series of ominous lights arranged into a curved "H" shape comprise it's face. It's long-thin, three fingered arms seem to be made of a more flexible, but unidentifiable dark alloy, they snake around idly as Registeel gazes at you. It's impossible to determine what it's thinking, but it's facial lights glow as it produces an odd warbling that's seemingly directed at you.

"Wrwrwrwrwrrr....."

Registeel remains inscrutable, it regards you with an almost alien point of view.