Nick tries to offer her a reassuring look, but even he seems too troubled to manage it. He's had a long night of thinking about the damage to his synthetic frame, about what it could mean in the long run. Best case scenario, she manages to fix him, maybe with a little help from those so-called gods when it comes to getting more parts. Worse case would be if she can't do the repairs, and they have to find another engineer somewhere in Hadriel -- if here is one.

And worst is if he can't be repaired at all, or even with repairs, something goes wrong and he shuts down permanently. Rey will blame herself if that happens; he knows her well enough to see that in the cards. He can't put that on her.

"I'll just be glad if you can keep me running at this point," he responds ruefully. "I... think that's as close to death as I'd like to get, for now."