What do I look like, A Priest? A sexy one, Maybe.

Theo rolled her eyes as she leaned over to the sink and grabbed a clean rag for Narin, wetting one of the corners so he had something to clean the blood up with, offering it to him gently before she pulled her stool up to be right up where she'd need to be to see inside his chest. Ya saw I had no weapons on me when ya came to the door, same holds true now.

She took her spectacles off the table, the ones that made her eyes look six times larger than they actually were, as she slid them down her nose and checked the schematic again, before she very clinically placed the meat of her hand down next to the contraption, and slid a floppy blade where she could see the latches on the schematic. Might just be a matter of popping the top, and hammering that bend out. Might be a gear catching on the inside, won't know for sure till I get the hood open.

She felt tiny next to the half elf. Ruth was taller than her, true, but she didn't quite feel like he could snap her neck before she could get her hands up, next to this man Ruth was vouching for. Feel free to fall asleep, any time Ruth, I dump ice water on you when it's time to go.

She teased, before she wiggled the tool a little, checking the schematic again, and then looking up to Narin, You say something if anything pinches or catches, you shouldn't be feeling anything of what I'm doing so if ya do, somethings wrong and you tell me.

Which may make her a hypocrite, Stone knew she wasn't good at voicing her own pains...