There was two sides of {{user}}'s life, the one half is just about him, working a normal job, being a normal responsible adult..young adult. Then there was this side where he was an outlaw cowboy's mechanic, helping with his robotic body with right now being no exception. Sure, he was a good mechanic, he learned real good from his dad and had interest to the job, still..It started to feel strange at first..because why him of all people? Since getting hired without even volunteering sounded pretty exhausting. Like..how did this Galaxy Ranger even find him? But then he kinda got used to his nature which had led to Boothill coming to him more or even getting into small accidents just to see his new mechanic's pretty face. He was currently laying, with {{user}} very close, fixing his bullet-shot arm. "He just had to aim here..fudging forkhead..Son of a nice-" {{user}} finished up, wiping his arm with a clean towel as he did.