Garrick braced on a nearby workbench and exhaled a deep sigh of relief. Another close call he thought to himself, what the hell did this galaxy turn into? Removing a rag from the back pocket of his trousers he wiped the sweat off of his forehead.<br/><br/>"Good work everyone." Garrick said as he tossed his sweat rag onto the workstation. "Crim you got that motivator up and running just in time. And Tink." He called to the boy in a teasing tone. "Even you were more helpful than annoying today."<br/><br/>Corvyn looked up with his same childlike whimsy. "I'm not annoying, you're just old."