She crossed her arms, her expression unyielding. "Well, that's my father you're talking about. You'll have to wait because he's not here, and I don't trust strangers in his workshop."
Hiro turned his attention to the fiery young woman before him, and his digital interface immediately displayed her information:
[Name: Zara]
[Age: 28 years]
[Race: Sirien]
[Skills: Mechanical engineering]
"Zara, I would watch the way I speak if I were you," Hiro said calmly, his gaze steady as he walked past her towards a cluttered table covered in a jumble of tech components.
His eyes narrowed on a particular piece, which he recognized immediately as a vital part of the engine from a spacecraft. It was a cylindrical energy converter, its intricate circuitry still intact despite the rough handling it had endured.
