He had given Natalya a wave, but hadn't gone over to her, having been hanging by one leg on the other side of the hanger, lecturing the minions nearby on why sprawling cables were a safety hazard.<br/><br/>He was exhausted, managing the minions had been far more tiring than he had been expecting, but the sight of Wilding perked him up. The minions hadn't made much headway on their assignments, despite their surging enthusiasm, too happy to notice they were getting in each other's way. He rolled out of the cot, and limped over to the door, pausing to swap out the utility arm he had been using for the 'normal' arm that had been on it before he removed it for the fight. He slid the door open, and gave Wilding a grin. "Hey gorgeous, what can I do for you?"