She could see Locksmith tilt his head slightly to the side when she spoke of the battleship armor-cutting tool. What she didn't see was his eyebrows raising beneath his helmet. He'd come across battleship wrecks in his days as a junker, but anything salvageable on the surface had long since been stripped. And to properly get inside, he needed exactly this kind of equipment... Not only had he been unaware of its existence, he lacked the imagination to even attempt creating it.
It was not for nothing that his sister had said that his main limitations were in his head and the judgemental eyes of others. Where Sunny had succeeded, he hadn't even tried. What a fool he was. Still is, perhaps.
"If you can cleanly break through that armor... It's a game changer. Heh, damn... I've been missing out on so many things."
There was a slight note of envy in the distorted voice, but also interest.
"Any chance you'd let me see your cutter in action sometime? While most of that trade is already a thing of the past for me, I must admit, the possibilities are still intriguing..."
He nodded.
"And if the right parts we will indeed find... Well, just name the price."
