[ He'd probably be a bit embarrassed if he realized that Boothill still has sensation in his leg right now. As it is, Caelus just serenely starts in on the repairs, wiping the area clean with a soft cloth before he begins the rewiring in earnest. There's a faint smile playing about his lips; he seems to be in a good mood. ]

Yeah. Did Dan Heng tell you about my situation? ...He probably didn't, he doesn't say much.

[ Modern technology has advanced to a point where Caelus can do this pretty safely without any particular protective equipment — the tool in his hands will join the metal wires in Boothill's leg together without frying the Trailblazer's fleshy fingers, and he doesn't need to shield his eyes from the searing heat, either. Inorganic surgery is a lot more fun than organic surgery — since Boothill isn't going to die from the damage he's sustained, Caelus can take his time with mending all the breaks, and it's actually very soothing, like solving a puzzle. ]

I've got amnesia, so I don't remember anything past the last year or so. [ There's a lot more to this story, but Caelus figures Boothill doesn't need to hear all of it; he skips over the details. ] I had to learn how to do a lot of things, but for some reason, tinkering with machinery was something I knew how to do as soon as I woke up.

[ He's not as fast as Doctor Friedrich, but the work he's doing is excellent enough. It might even be a bit of a shame that he's being so careful, given that Boothill is probably just going to get himself forked up again within the week. ]

I don't know if I liked it or not, before this... but I guess I like it now?