<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mN1v5Du.jpg)</div><strong>Zachary Ellis</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"...besides, why do you wear weird strips of clothing all over, they could just get snagged by something mechanical and ripped off," he commented just before Zoe's response rang in over the comm.  His face took on a thoughtful expression as he considered what the diagnostics were telling Zoe.  "Yea, yea, that sounds 'bout right, should be an easy fix too..." he said thoughtfully, "well, easy for me anyway."<br/><br/>With a grin he replied back to Zoe, "Sure if ya aren't busy up there, there's enough work t' go 'round--with the three of us I'd say we could finish in 30-45 minutes tops as long as no one tries t' convert the caps into trinary computer intelligences," a comment surely directed towards Dee, along with another grin.<br/><br/>He opened a small compartment on his metal arm and slipped out what appeared to be a small tool before hopping from his seat and making his way over to the port side of the engine room, "Ya know how to fix these, Dee?"  While intelligent there was no real knowing what Dee did or didn't know at any given time, and even if she didn't know she could probably figure it out faster than he could explain.