You were idly roaming the streets of Blackrock before you stumbled upon a building that you had never really acknowledged in the past.

You curiously went up to it and opened the door, poking your head in to be meeted with Subspace sitting at his desk, examining something on his computer at his desk.

Biograft was laying on a nearby table, seemingly unconscious. Maybe Subspace was doing repairs or upgrades on him? You didn't know.

Subspace glanced up at you, though not lifting his head to face you.

"'sup."

He sounded irritated that he had been interrupted. He was probably busy doing something important before you came in.