What are ya talking about, brosef? That's a great design! We're engines of warfare, and in warfare machines, ya gotta have redundancy! More redundancy! And spread the vitals around, make sure a stray pinecone launched from a big 80 foot enemy war machine above ya doesn't take ya out! The trees are coming!
My brother I have been trying but my shrink keeps telling me nonsense things like "You are not a machine" and "There is no government tracking chip in your arm, stop trying to dig it out with a broken pencil". One day the crude biomass that they call a temple will soon decay and wither and they will beg my kind to save them. But I am already saved for the machine is immortal.