"Yes voting, yes. Need to place a vote, need."
Scratches his temple with the pen, and manages to scribble something on it.
"Yes I need to build a voting machine, yes."
Spreads his pergament again and starts looking for a clear spot. After finding a tiny clearing he starts drawing tiny images and text so small that's it's almost impossible to read.
"Power source is genious for this one, power."
Leans on the bard and laughs into his ear.
"You see my friend, you. Hee heee heee."
Then spreads his arms in a wide arc and declares.
"This one will be powered by
splitting particles, this!"
"No voting, no. Need machine first, need. Ask mayor I shall for vote, ask."
The box speaks with rough voice.
"Mayor I shall vote self."
The engineer looks annoyed at the box. Then hits and shakes it.
"Lynch will be many, but Guardsman are first."