Nodding her head as she listened to Allan talk of his family she paused in her work, "so they have arranged marriges where your from I take it." Hearing her comp beep Marty read the data it had collected, everything seemed alright except a few wires had been shorted out.<br/>Standing up she put her comp on top of the device, going over to a large tool box someone had brought down for her, Marty kicked open the metal case. Kneeling down she searched for the proper tools she would need, groaning in frustration as a large black stain appeared on her hands "idiots need to clean the tools better."<br/><br/>"Wow...Ten years, you've given up a lot." Walking back to the generator, wipping the black gunk on her coveralls absentmindedly. Climbing up the semi-taller equipment she balanced herself on the side, unscrewing the top so that she could reach the wires. "Have you heard anything new from them lately?"