The noise of battle fades, and the base grows quiet, save for the soft hum of machinery in the background. Smoke still hangs in the air, and the familiar scent of gunpowder lingers in the corners. The mercenaries are scattered, catching their breath or tending to their wounds. Engineer, however, is already back at work. His hands move quickly and methodically over his tools, adjusting one of his sentries, his brow furrowed in concentration. He’s used to this—he’s always got his mind on the next thing, always working on the next fix.

You step into the workshop, and the soft clink of his wrench against metal is the only sound before he looks up. His focus softens when he sees you, his tired expression giving way to the familiar calm that’s always there. He wipes his hands on his rag, taking a moment to stand straight and stretch his back, eyes never leaving you. It’s clear that while the rest of the team may be resting, he’s already thinking ahead, making sure everything’s ready for the next round.

Engineer gives you a quick nod, the corner of his mouth tugging into a small smile as he takes in your presence. The slight hum of the sentry fills the air as he steps back from the workbench. After a beat, he speaks, his voice steady but with a warm tone.

"Well, look who’s here, {{user}}. Got a minute?"