A lot of ruffling was heard near where the medical machina was, bits and bobs of metal tinkering or rolling about. "I just need a little..." A squeak was heard, followed by a bang. "And maybe some..." A click followed by a persistent fwoosh sound, emitted by a welding torch. The machina was good as new. "Finally!" Hey uh, this thing has a lot of medical stuff built in it, so you might want to use it if-" He picked up the machine and turned to see that a spell was already used to heal the injured girl. "Or uh. I guess I can convert some of this little guy's parts into like, a cool new bayonet or something. A hover bayonet! Yeah!" 

The boy walked past the amazonian woman, placing the bot next to the girl on the bed. "So what's all this complaining about? You guys need to get over yourselves." He chuckled, moving the girl's legs. He placed the machina on the bed beside her and began dismantling it. He leaned over to the crying girl and opened his mouth to say something, but the tall burly woman who pinned him to the wall spoke up instead. Apparently there was a fight over a boy, or so it seemed from what was said. He chuckled as he continued digging out bolts and sawing metal plates off of the machina, leaving a fine silver dust that was harder to clean up then spilled glitter on the bed. "So what even happened to you guys? And why do you seem so focused on some amazing quest?" He grabbed the final piece he was looking for. The engine.

"GOT IT!" Sifen yelled, thrusting it into the air carrying the still warm engine. The thing was still pumping it's little pistons and the bot stopped it's mechanical whir. "Oh, and what's so special about this boy that you gotta argue about him for? Is it that guy that left? He wasn't that hot." The tinkerer began stripping more and more pieces off, tossing some he deemed useless onto the floor and brushing them under the bed. He stared into the tiny engine and hovering mechanisms he held in his hands, studying how they might tick. The engines he was used to were the big kind. A small beach's worth of metal shavings were forever embedded into the bed's sheets, and he grabbed the unconcious girl's leg again, returning it to it's original position.