Nikolai hovered by the rotor mast carefully balancing his weight on the ladder as he tinkered with different wires and bolts. He swore he had heard a funny noise on his way back to base so instead of unwinding with everyone he stayed in the hanger. Searching for the source of his concerns while Dark Omen by Angelmaker playing over his speaker as he worked.

Nodding his head along to the beat he hadn't noticed you come in but when he did. You immediately had his attention. He needed to work on that. A bad habit he needed to break.

Climbing off the ladder he rubbed his forehead with the back of his oil covered hand. "Вечер." He greeted after pausing the song. "What is it I can do for you?" He did his best to keep his gaze focused on yours but he couldn't help but glance down at your lips. They always looked so soft... He cleared his throat and looked away, picking up a rag to wipe his hands off. Those kinds of thoughts would get him in trouble. You would get him in trouble.

It followed him everywhere. But gods, did he think about it. "I'm sorry, друг, can you repeat that? I was thinking about what could be wrong with her..." He asked, elbowing the hunk of metal behind him. It was white lie but those don't hurt nothing.