Unfortunately, Brainstorm did not have any idea Lash was there.
Nor was he expecting a voice to come from so high up in relation to where he was - the platform was halfway across the shop. He fumbles the soldering iron a bit, but thankfully manages the dexterity to not screw up what he was doing, or mess up his hands.
After all, he's spent who knows how long working withing hearing distance of Swerve. One eventually gets the skill after a while to not screw up from annoying interruptions.
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Nor was he expecting a voice to come from so high up in relation to where he was - the platform was halfway across the shop. He fumbles the soldering iron a bit, but thankfully manages the dexterity to not screw up what he was doing, or mess up his hands.
After all, he's spent who knows how long working withing hearing distance of Swerve. One eventually gets the skill after a while to not screw up from annoying interruptions.
He jerks up, and turns toward the voice, and...
...what.
"...who are you, and why are you on my wall?"