Tarentek chuckled. "I think you would be surprised at what I can do. Your firearms, your relics, are complicated, but they are still just machines. They can break, and be repaired just like any other. I cannot perform miracles if they are in really bad condition, but at the very least, I should be able to tell you exactly what is wrong with them and what you'll need to fix them." He explained as he continued to disassemble his rifle. 

Tarentek paused from his task to start on his breakfast. As it was something thrown together quickly, it wasn't quite as good as what she had made before, but it was far from bad. It had the sweetness that Tarentek enjoyed so much, so he certainly couldn't complain. "Sure, I can come along with you. Though, if you need to complete your duties quickly, I can come back here at any point. I would not want to hinder you in any way." He said before he started to look around the room. "Say, do you mind if I look around for something I can use to clean and lubricate my rifle? Also, where can I find your pistols? If you want me to look at them, that is."