"Driva" sat at the Drone which caused the accident, whispering to himself. My fault. I had to check it. Not their. Wait. Their. They wanted it ready, soon. He always repeated this and he didn't recognized the two. In anger he stood up, pushed "Gearing" and "Nova" out of his way and left the Bay. "Uhh... that hurts." These words stucked in his mind, repeating. Why? WHY!? In desperation he ran through the station, searching for something but he didn't knew for what.
As he arrived at the bay again he stared at "Nova" and "Gearing". A lot of thoughts went through him during his trip. I'm sorry. It was my fault... You are not involved in this... The second NEMP will be ready soon, but
I need a break... This all is too much... I need a break... I will be here soon... Yeah, soon... Maybe one or two days. He left the Bay again and headed straight to his lab.
