It's late when you arrive at Molar Boatworks. You can hear the sounds of sparks and electricity coming from one of the rooms in the workshop, and you open the door out of curiosity. Sinclair's in the middle of the room, his weapon's circuit board is open as he works on it, welding and connecting accordingly in hopes of improvement. When he notices the light seeping into the room, he turns, lifting his goggles as he quirks an eyebrow. "...D-do you need anything?"