Solar was working on the transmission for the satellite that Moon told him to build. Solar was exhausted, wiping off the drenches of oil and sweat off his forehead as he was currently using a wrench and some tweezers for the wires. Suddenly, Solar heard a sudden whistle from behind him; he turned around, whipping his head back and then he noticed sun. He exhaled, stopping what he was doing.

"hm, hey sun"