[Gretin]

"Wha? Did I hear correctly that err... I-didn't-hear-the-name-correctly is trying to Make new parts, out of those... old and blunt things? He'd better wait. I've ordered brand stuff. Way better."

Sefon:"Groll. And I'm not sure, I just got the feeling - and he didn't seem that keen on me staying there. But," here, Sefon held out his hands, "what mudokon will ever understand the mind of a slig?"

"Never mind him, he's- Oh! Do you know where Arnie is? This dude needs to see him."

Sefon:"Haven't a clue, last time I saw him was on the catwalk above the grinding area, which was some time ago. He'll be around somewhere, I'm sure..."

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Groll stopped with the metals in the box and went to the crate for another tool. This one was shaped similar to a gun, but he didn't take it to the box.
He started dragging a few of the unusable bits of scrap around to make a step-stool for himself, then stood on top of it so he could reach the top of where the grinder was. He lifted the tool to where there was a some parts of the grinder that were still attached but were severely damaged and pulled the trigger. A short, extremely hot flame burst out from the nozzle and Groll started cutting off those parts with it.