YOU ARRIVED TO DA SHOP IN THE CROSSROADS.

All sorts of weapons were being sold, and all sorts of things were over there. Zuka was at the counter, watching Rocket over at a table outside making quick fixes on his rocket launcher, and making sure he didn’t blow himself up again. You were closer to where Rocket was, so you looked on as he worked. He was pretty fast. Though, if he’s not careful, he could blow himself up again.

“Come on… it’s almost working again…!”