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[kosmic_angel]

I require the assistance of Allen Ridgeley. Please contact me immediately.

[That is all.]

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[temptestament]

*But he's only paying attention to the design, not the cosmetic details. And after analyzing it for a little while longer, he nods.*

I should be able to fix this without too much trouble.

[kosmic_angel]

Your assistance and haste is appreciated.

[temptestament]

*He's not even going to bother taking the scythe out of the room. He ends up using both his hands and his powers, some parts moving on their own. He mutters a bit under his breath as he works, mostly comments about the design with the occasional grumble about the lack of soldering tools. Ultimately, though, he gets everything reconnected and the outer shell fuses itself together seamlessly.*

There, it should work normally now.

[kosmic_angel]

[She observes him silently, scanners running the entire time he works in the hopes of understanding what he does in case it becomes damaged again and she can't contact him as easily.]

Thank you, Allen.

[temptestament]

*He does his best to ignore her, although the occasional slight shift or glance closer to her direction might indicate that he's a little uneasy with her watching him so intently. Still, he smiles when she thanks him.*

Don't worry about it. We need all the defensive abilities we can get around here.

[kosmic_angel]

[And she's completely unaware of why he might be uneasy. Wilhelm had mentioned that he died but, oops, he didn't mention how.]

That is correct. I have already observed several dangerous creatures here.