"I will recover, just don't do that again, alright?" Skorn's expression was one that might have looked like anguish, but it was honestly hard to tell considering the species he was from. "At least I know that you're going to be a lively one."<br/><br/>His next expression was certainly one that was easier to ascertain. Apparently, Skorn looked as though he were smirking.<br/><br/>"Show a famous mechanic like you around this place?" He made a sound that was something like laughter, but it also sounded like he were gurgling, perhaps as a result of him having gills.<br/><br/>"What's there to see exactly?" Motioning his hand around the place, it mostly looked empty with some toolboxes that had items hanging out from them, the engine that he was manually rebuilding in the center and then some machines that had seen better days.<br/><br/>"Perhaps if you'd like to get started as soon as possible, then you'll help me to rebuild this space-motor?" Skorn tilted his head, hoping that if they were done early she'd help him to clean the place up.<br/><br/>The workshop wasn't nearly as bad as he made it out to be. With a little tender loving care it would have been much better off, but with the demands placed on him by not having anyone to help him out before it was difficult for him to find it in himself to care. Thus so far it had been let go. He'd just allowed himself instead to focus on other things.<br/><br/>Her presence had the potential to make things much better, if she had decided to be just as lively as she was now the whole time. Of course, if she were anything like the person who used to be here, then Skorn was going to make sure that she was going to regret it for sure.