"Now where did I leave that soldering iron?" Flynn looks around the workbench, trying to find the iron without luck. "Where the hell is that bloody thing?" He turns around to take a look around the armory. Some spare weapons, extra armor, lots of scrap, some tossed away modifications... But no soldering iron. "Bah. I'll have to ask Williams where he left it last time." 

He makes his way to his partners room and opens the door. "Hey Wil-..." Flynn sees the man sleeping and slowly backs away out of the room. He closes the door in silence and frowns. "Right. No tinkering then." He shrugs and makes his way to a storage room. "Might as well check our fuel rods and food."