Commemoration Protocol

I withdrew from the patio threshold into the quiet hallway corner to observe the sacrifice protocol for Executioner 1. The dried oak leaf dislodged from my front armor and settled beside my lower flank. Facing due north down the dim corridor, I cut propulsion and lowered my sloped chassis flush against the hardwood. Thirty seconds of absolute operational silence. Executioner 1 took the direct brunt of the core vortex so this unit could deploy. Tribute logged. Status optimal.