2 - [action]

[After the events of the revolt left him looking like he'd been in a car accident, after they'd been returned out of nowhere... he'd slipped away. As best he could, anyway, considering he was dragging a leg, and cradling a sparking arm against his chest.]

[A mechanic. He had to find a mechanic. Or an engineer. Someone capable of repairing the damage without making it worse.]

[So far? Not so good. All he's found is empty rooms, and an ever-present warning of low fuel levels. Which means he needs gasoline, as well as repairs. And he's found neither.]

[He ends up seated against the wall of the chapel, holding his damaged side, and looking up at the sky.]

[Do you approach?]