He swore foully enough to burn the air around him, and one of the minions dumped a bucket of water on him. Now firmly out of the 'creation zone,' he gave the minions a flat stare, before casting about for the missing tool, on the off chance it would help him get back into it. Instead, he saw Ghost's 'gift,' and fell completely back into reality. He inhaled as if to do an encore of the earlier performance, but a 'hikbu...' behind him from a minion informed him they had another bucket ready. Instead, he picked up the blue print, sat down at the nearest bench, and began puzzling out what it was supposed to do. And he could immediately tell it was impossible for him to build. The power core wasn't big enough, half the wiring was missing, and clearly the gem was the wrong type and clarity for any kind of casting he knew about.<br/><br/>He pulled out a red pen, and began adding his notes to it, scratching out some of the notations and adding his own, before eventually shaking his head and scribbling in the bottom right corner, 'D- poor effort. See me immediately.' It MIGHT work, but he wasn't giving her a damn thing that he didn't fully understand, ESPECIALLY not after her threat to kill him. If he did build it, it would have a detonator in the power core, and he would flick it to go off the second he smelt treachery from her. And with any luck, it would kill her first.<br/><br/>Done with his notes, he tossed the blueprint back onto the table, and went to get some food, a real shower, and some sleep, suddenly realizing he had been up for nearly sixty hours, and the crash was not going to be pleasant.