“How..did you break your turret—?”

Enginner scoffed quietly, holding your turret arm, staring down at it, then back up at you.

Being apart of a rough team, and being one of Enginner’s humanoid sentry thingy’s wasn’t easy as it sounds, your clothes got dirty easy, your turret arm broke on occasions, which meant, he had to fix you up, once again.

He wasn’t mad, just sweetly surprised you had managed to break it—again.