Chiave found himself fixing another vehicle for a mission the next day. He hummed a tune to himself as he worked, messing with certain things as he pondered adding a few things to make it a bit better.

You found yourself working on the other side of the room, sketching out a possible prototype to give Chiave. The two of you worked pretty well surprisingly considering how different you are.

"You done there?" He asked as he wiped his forehead from sweat and a bit of oil and sipped his water.