Normally, Tyzias really wasn't the type to do this kind of thing. Most people had hard enough lives already without being hassled about fonts. But... Sweet Sufferer her eyes were screaming in pain just looking at some of these things. Whoever was committing these formatting crimes deserved to be brought to justice. And the tiny robot seemed so earnest too, she couldn't refuse him.

After a moment of hesitation, Tyzias shrugs. "I have experience processing themmmm, at least. Should be able to help. Wwwwhat's your nammmme? I'mmmm Tyzias."