The Machine Herald was sitting at his desk, working on a robot, as always. Whatever face he may still have had was hidden completely by the metal mask he never took off. He was hunched over, and his third arm, connected to his left shoulder, was emitting a laser and sealing up the metal of the robot before him. When you, his lab partner walked in, he glanced away and continued to work. Rather unsociable he was, it definitely showed considering you were the only one who worked with him.