Shell was in a little room of tools n junk, tinkering either her mechanical gauntlets; messing with them and fixing some pieces on it; absent mindedly humming to herself

"hmmm....hmmmm...."

She unhooked a part of her weaponized gauntlet then tossed it away; grabbing a replacement part then installing it; making it good as new again

"There we go! Alright...im going home..."