"Thanks. I'd invite you in, but I don't think you'd fit," he says, laughing as he unlocks the door. "I won't be a minute." He leaves the door open and dashes inside. If Hunter was to look into the room, he would see that it was a complete mess, with bits of paper, metal and tools strewn all over the ground. Artair dashes up to his workbench, which has three stands on it. The first one is empty, but the other two each have a crystal similar to the one he had in his arm earlier. He selects the green one, and lays it on the bench while he takes the other crystal from his arm and places it into the first stand, then replaces it with the green one as he walks back out of the room. The purple crystal slowly begins to glow in its stand as it takes in power. He pulls the door shut, making sure that it's locked, then slots the green crystal into place in his arm and shuts the cover. He presses a button on his shoulder, and the red light stops blinking and turns green for a second before turning off. His arm gives a whir, then beeps and springs back to life. "Good as new," he says, jumping back onto Hunter's paw.