Jessica
"You know that's quite weak right? Your porcelain shell is pretty, but... It's lacking in terms of sturdiness. A kid could break through that. Anyway, how about I perform a little surgery?"

*After totally not looking up how to do it in a book, Diao got the necessary materials; gold lacquer and a tin plates forged to match the wound. Carefully, Diao patched the Kuilei up, until the Kuilei was fixed. A palm on the core, and a blast of mana occurs.*

"Hopefully that does it?"
Gabriel
*Diao seemed to be talking to herself for the longest time. Maybe she knew, it just helped her think. But the repairs would work well, each touch up accepted into the body as the black lacquer grew and hardened around it.*

*While the skin was still a mess, and he was far from his former glory, it was serviceable. All that was left seemed to be turning him on again and seeing if there were any other problems?*
Jessica
*The repairs fit, and evidently the Kuilei seemed to accept it. While it wasn't the best, function came first. Why did it not wake up?*

 "...Not strong enough?"

*The soul gem on Diao's left shoulder whirred back to life once more, the spirit of the Kuilei being channeled through it. The black mechanical palm was placed on the core, and a powerful surge of mana surged through it in order to bring it back to life.*

A-"Arise."

"It's alive! It's ALIVE!"

*Diao spread her arms apart in glee before realizing that the Kuilei couldn't talk for some reason, and it was also missing its arm.*

"Oh, that. Yeah don't worry, I'll fix your arm later. Let me take a look at that vocalizer real quick-"

*Diao looks to inspect the Kuilei's neck in hopes of figuring out what the damage was.*

A-"Brother, you are awake."
Gabriel
*The kulilie seems somewhat apprehensive, but has no choice but to let Diao in. The carving seems to be directly onto his Adams apple. Only the rune has been damaged, as if a dagger had been slashed across it some time ago. It was an easy fix for someone like Diao however.*

"...?" 
*The kulilie's looks around for the second voice. Soon taking notice of the crystal embedded in Diao's arm and the mana signature within. It attempts to vocalize to it, only the voice is nothing a human could make. Like T.V static, or a knife being briefly dragged against a plate.*
Jessica
"Well, this should be good enough. Hold still now."

*With a litle bit of Arktos's help, Diao used the gold lacquer to fix the rune wound, the brand new rune now inlaid in gold.*

"How's that? I'll fix your arm next, if I can salvage it. If not, I'll make you a new one myself."
Gabriel
*The screech of inhumane noise seemed to be repaired with each volley of gilded lacquer. Tuned from an other, to something more, as a voice can be made out. A voice that finds syllables, who turn to words.*

"Th-k Yo-... -ere-... Thank you. Whe*Re* Am ~~I~~?" 
*The words are still somewhat mangled. Perhaps damage to the soul, something that might be fixed with time spent back alive.*
Jessica
"You're in my workshop, New Salvania. I found you in the forest nearby, if you remember. You must Mr. Grimm?"

*Diao looked up to the kuilei, now covered in dust and sweat. Her sleeves were rolled up, and several tools laid out on the table.*
Gabriel
*Rhys takes a moment to process the information as Diao works to finish up his arm. He seemed calm, groggy, as if he took a brief nap and just woke up.*
"Grimm...? I-... Yes. I am a Grimm Knight. One of many, tailored to our specific contractors."

"You said you found me in a forest? Why was I there- Why am I here?"
*He seemed oblivious to his time spent in rest mode.*
Jessica
"A? So there are, or were, many?"

*Diao inspects his arm, looking at it carefully.*

"I did find you in a forest. I brought you here. You're the second Kuilei I've fixed up."

*Diao raised her left arm, the black steel glowing with power.*

"This guy here is the first."
Gabriel
"Yes. Although their status and location are unknown to me now. There were only a handful of us made..." 

*Rhys looked at his separated arm, seeming curious himself about the damages to it. Then to Diao's own arm, to which he tilts his head.*
"I see. You must be a skilled craftswomen. I am in good hands."

*He then focuses on the jewel in her arm.*
"I believe earlier... You called me brother. But I do not recognize your model, nor your maker's sign."