The doll was almost as fascinating to Jinx as was the ship. She approached slowly and silently watching him work, her feet padding along the warm floor of the hanger as sharp eyes drank in every detail of the scene before her.

While not much of a gear head she had spent enough time around Gizmo to recognize various tools and machines. The problem was more putting them together to figure out what he was doing. It was like a puzzle really. Those parts he was working with looked newish, but different and their difference was likely the entire purpose. But what could that purpose be?