“Well, this is a torque wrench,” Mr. Scott explains to you, holding the tool out for you to see, before showing you how he is using it on the Replicator, “Ye will need torque pieces for that, and they have ta fit.”
You nod and try to make a face that looks at least mildly interested. There is a reason why you’re the only one in your family who’s not crazy good at engineering.
After losing your focus one too many times because you happened to look at Mr. Scott’s face, you keep your gaze fixated at the Replicator instead. It helps, but only as long as he takes to explain everything. Then he stops and grabs your left hand, dropping the torque wrench in it.
Your head snaps up and you make the mistake to look at him, right when he smiles at you cheekily.