He held the screwdriver between his teeth as he adjusted himself so he only needed one hand to hold on, before quickly starting to loosen the screws, catching them and carefully putting them in his backpack.<span style="font-style: italic"> The one time we need Reizu,</span>he thought to himself, glowering, but reminding himself that the wolfeasel was probably doing a lot more...whatever it was he was doing than he would if he was here. As soon as he'd finished loosening the screws he turned round to Ptricia to await instructions.