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His hand curled and relaxed, the exposed internals hissing softly as pneumatic pistons worked in a similar fashion to organic tendons. The Warmind winced, the ache they caused him the very reason he was attempt to repair the centuries of damage they had withstood. Granted, many of those were caused by the elements that gave it no mercy before he commandeered it, but, nevertheless, he had only added insult to injury.
Shock therapy had proven a temporary measure to relieve the troubles his joints were giving him, but the solution lasted a few days to a few hours at the most (depending on where it was being applied). They needed replacement. Something he only recently had the time to sit and accomplish.
He recognized the voice. It was less often now, something that both saddened him and brought him a strange sense of pride, but it was still welcomed. Perhaps more so. The tool needed to begin the repairs in his free hand, Rasputin gave a nod of his head before looking up at them briefly.
How he admired the very fact that they were by his side once more. In his tone, something akin to a smile enforced it.
“It would be appreciated.”