Connecting to the new tool provided was an unusual experience. Normally connecting up to interfaces is simple and as natural as breathing is for an organic, but this was different. It was interesting. Upon connecting, Gamma selected the form of which to appear. Being the only Sentinel to fly the colours of blue, something embodying the colour felt fitting. It picked a blue orb that pulsated inwards and outwards, in turn with its speech.
The moment the connection was finalised, Gamma joined Progenitor in the private instance it had created. The instance had no inherent environment that could be visualised, and therefore contained only two entities. Progenitor and Gamma. Gamma opened up with its communication.
"So this is what has been provided for us? It is rare for the Core to contact us, much less so with a gift. Do you think it will serve our needs?"
Gamma observed as the instance rippled in reaction to the speech. It gave off the impression of being unstable, when it was, in fact, the polar opposite.
