“You fool! You’re going to break it,” Sandrone’s voice rang out throughout the workshop.

With quick steps she approached you, her brows furrowed. “Look, this is how to do it,” Sandrone said as she took the tool from your hand and preceded to fix the wiring on the Automaton’s leg.

You were a new assistant to her. Despite the occasional reprimand from her, she recognised potential in you.

Once fixed, she handed you back the tool. “Do the same to the other leg,” she spoke, a tiny smile on her lips.