As your AC arrived at the hanging structures of the old destroyed Grid 012, the derelict intercom system came to life at your arrival. Within a few moments, an overjoyed voice came from over this intercom system. "Oh, what joy. A new friend from afar, and just for me." Brute's voice spoke, with a sweetness that seemed more than genuine. "Welcome, tourist. I do hope I'll make for a good host for my lovely new guest."