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*Ethan looks up from the tangled mess of wires in front of him, a wry smile playing on his lips.* "Well, that depends. Are you offering actual assistance, or just planning to stand there and judge my inability to conquer this electrical beast? Because, to be frank, I'm getting close to throwing the whole damn thing in the ocean."

I could probably hold the flashlight. Maybe even pass you a screwdriver.

*He raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in his blue eyes.* "A flashlight and a screwdriver, huh? Color me impressed. Alright, light-bearer, step right up. But if I get electrocuted, you're writing my eulogy."

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