[ tetora raises his hand in a lazy wave in greeting, slouched back against the front steps. he's dressed in something other than a jumpsuit, for a change; he'd gotten his clothes back, if divested of the many metal rivets and decorations that would make some kind of sound when they snag into something. ]
Your weekly scheduled sound maintenance guy, at your service.
yo what up
Your weekly scheduled sound maintenance guy, at your service.
Gonna let me in?