Twenty minutes later, Kude stepped into the store, where the fire had already been extinguished.
"What happened?" Kude asked Chamos, who had arrived at the store before him. "What's all the commotion?"
"Um... hard to describe, but preliminary judgement suggests it was an accident," Chamos shrugged, and then couldn't help but complain, "Seriously, we had just returned to the city and hadn't even finished our leave when this happened. You know, at the time of the accident, I was just two streets away getting prosthetics maintenance. Damn it, that sudden explosion scared the mechanician so badly that his hand shook, almost welding off my prosthetic limb. Next time, I'm definitely going to check if that guy even has a formal mechanician's license."
Kude paid no heed to Chamos's incessant chatter; he knew that the other was just a bit talkative, but serious about his work. Chamos had also been the first in their squad to arrive and secure the scene after the accident occurred.
