After some light looting, Mixtli finishes up his work on the control unit, and is confident that upon activating it, a new individual can be imprinted upon the construct to allow it to follow voice commands.

((Are you doing that here?))

((Just a nudge to see what Mixtli's intent was regarding the construct, and whether the rest of the party has any input.))

(My bad I completely missed that post)

In his excitement that this seems to work Mixtli activates the construct and has it follow his commands. Not thinking about what their job giver might want with the construct.

When that is done he will ask the construct what he remembers.

The construct expands from its inactive state, and turns to regard Mixtli. It twitches its helm when he asks what it remembers, but seems at a loss how to answer.

"Alright, no worries. Stick with us please and I'll let you know when we need anything from you. Thank you."

The construct nods and moves closer to Mixtli.

((Heading back to the guild hall then? Anything else you're doing on the way/before?))

Mixtli looks at the others

"Anything else we need to do here, or shall we head back?"

"we should be ok. but if the guild is to return, a familiar face should accompany them, as to prevent further issues."  Liber speaks, distracted by the books he's hauling.

Tandor grabs the honey, making sure the top is securely fastened. "Mixtli, have the automaton carry her body back. We can't leave her here."

Mixtli will have the construct carry the body as they head back to their 'employer' 

Trencher will walk in the front part of the party, heading back.  "This was almost too easy..." he says aloud but to no one in particular.  He scans from side to side watching for others that may have also been sent on this job but might have just been lurking, or waiting to see how they fared.

(.....aaaaaaaannnnndddddd you just jinxed us.)

The party forms an procession that gets more than a few startled looks as you proceed though the streets back to the guildhall, a volcanic genasi followed by a Inyz Haro's corpse being carried by a construct, and an assortment of folks of other races, a few of whom are burdened down by bulky sacks. No one joins in or follows the procession, but a buzz of conversation joins the other sounds of a busy city as you pass.

When you arrive back at the guildhall, the comforting (to Mixtli, at least) smells of hot forges and worked metal reach you, as the young apprentice's eyes go wide as he dashes off, returning shorty with Master Jacapo.

"Ah!", he exclaims softly, looking the construct up and down. "You've gentled it, well done!"

He calls out to a few of the other apprentices to find some sheets, looking sadly at the body of Professor Haro cradled in the constructs arms.

"Does it errr... listen now?"

The trio of apprentices return with a drop cloth that is pocked by char marks and old oil stains, draping it across a sitting bench nearby.

"well, as long as the corpse isn't desecrated, it shouldn't be hostile, if that's what you're asking."

"I had no such plans," he assures you. "Set her down here."

He points at the bench.

"Please?"

The construct remains motionless.

Mixtli looks at the construct and nods.

"You can put her down there on the bench, gently please."

The guild master gives Mixtli a contemplative look before nodding. Once Professor Haro has been placed on the draped bench, he waves the apprentices back to their tasks and approach the body, keeping his eyes on the construct as he gets near. He slowly and gently folds the cloth over her and tucks the makeshift burial shroud around her before standing up and stepping back.

"Thank you all. None of you were injured, I take it?"

Trencher sighs loudly at the question of injuries, "No, we weren't hurt.  Thanks to the smarts of them," he motions over to Mixtli and the others, "it was done without too much trouble at all.  I didn't get to slash anything."

"No injuries indeed, I believe we did find something about what happened, right?" Mixtli answers as he looks at the others who investigated the professor.

"mmmm...i believe a poisoned or toxic honey was a factor in her demise, if i recall."