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[supersonic]

[ Not long after the meeting in the mess hall, maybe even as soon as Amos checks his communicator next, there's a message waiting for him. ]

Hello. It's Pietro. We met on the first day?

[ When he was a spectacular pain in the ass about being in space? Yeah. And lo: not even the hint of an apology in his voice. It sounds more like he's clenching his jaw and trying to remain businesslike at the same time. ]

I have a question for you, when you are free.

[tumang]

[ Amos doesn't have a communicator anymore, so it has to wait until he's back in his quarters, playing messages from the console by the door.

Oh. That kid. That's going to go just great. Still - there's Naomi at the back of his head, telling him to behave. Amos starts recording a reply with a loud sigh. ]

I'm listening.

[supersonic]

You know something about repairing ships like this, yes? [ 'Something' or 'more than anyone else on this station seems to or he wouldn't be stifling his pride to ask this.' Whatever. ] Would you be willing to teach me?

I do not have anything material to offer in exchange, but my talents have a variety of uses.

[tumang]

It's not a ship.

[ Seriously, how many times is he going to have to say this? ]

You got any experience? [ Not that it matters much - if the kid can hold a wrench and use a screwdriver, he has his uses. And teaching people how to deal with the station is kind of a priority. At least, that's what Amos thinks Holden would say. ]

[supersonic]

Whatever.

[ Demonstrating stellar listening skills already. ]

I know a little woodworking, how to repair a tiller or broken cart, nothing I expect will do very much good in space.

What I imagine might be useful to you is more the part where I can do anything you can teach me about a hundred times faster than you.

[tumang]

[ Totally gonna go smoothly, this is. ]

Cool, that doesn't really fucking matter if you don't do it right, though. I guess it can be useful to fix up leaks around the station, working fast.

[ It's not like there is that much else to do, anyway. ]

[supersonic]

Yes, well, I could learn to do it right just as quickly if I weren't limited by the speed at which you can speak, so we are both going to have to accept being a bit disappointed. [ A beat. ] Fixing leaks in an emergency situation is what I was thinking, though.

[tumang]

You better fucking not run your mouth like that all the time, I'll clock you, speed or not.

[ Sigh. Holden would want Amos to do it. ]

But I'll help you out.