Bab 182: Working Hard, Pt 2

Miko followed old man Reeve further into his shop, and noted how much of it was in utter disarray. Parts were scattered all over the shelves, on tables and desks, the floor, any open surface, really. And seemingly at random without a discernible order or structure to their placement.

The parts themselves were in varying degrees of usability. Some were outright broken, while others barely had a scratch. The one thing they all shared was that each part was relatively clean.

At the very least the old man, or someone else, had the sense to keep the parts spotless.

In utter contrast to the scattered parts, the workshop’s tools were hung along the walls with an absolute order to it. Various wrenches hung next to each other from largest to smallest. A variety of multitools were inset into the wall, their overall silhouettes had been cut out to fit exactly that tool.