Tchi!xo slowly extended his fingers to touch the golem’s chest. When it did not react he flattened his palm over the center where a heart would have been were it a creature of flesh. He turned to look at me, raising his eyebrows in query. I shrugged in response. Whatever had driven the golem these last hundred miles seemed to have been exhausted.
I set down my pack and drew out my hammer. The golem turned its head, the blank eyes seeming to start at me. Clearly some animation remained.