The place was a carefully organised disaster with every cracked screen and beeping machine stacked end on end like a Tetris screen. Orion moved out of the veritable forest of collected machinery that all appeared to have spent more time at a dump site rather than put to any real use. Dressed in black slacks and equally dark buttondown he's oddly free of dust or oil stains for someone that by all rights should be as disheveled as the mess around him.

"I was wondering when this would start attracting attention." Orion kept his tone and general attitude impartial. Whether this visit was curious or an annoyance didn't show.