"Thank you," he huffed gratefully, finally drying his hands enough to avoid electrocuting himself. The work progressed slowly, and his rain-stained and muddied glasses didn't help matters any. Eventually, though, that section was done. He reached for another, still half-distracted by listening for enemy forces, and it went on.

When he finished, he hopped down and peeked at her. "I'm not sure we can do anything about the plating, but other than that it looks better. Do you need anything?"