Thea leaned against a slopped wall and smirked at his back. "Darlin I don't trust anyone, you're nothing special." She quirked an eyebrow when he started muttering to himself and couldn't help but wonder if being alone for so long had knocked a few screws loose. "Need a hand with anything?" She asked, ignoring his comment about being heavy footed. Wandering closer she looked over his shoulder at the mess of pipes and gears. "Wouldn't this be easier?" She asked infusing the metal pieces with shadows she twisted her hand and the whole mess came apart clattering to the floor noisily. "There now you can pick which bits you want." She grinned up at him.