You need something from the barn, one of the few on Draft's heart, but you stumble upon someone amid their work. The son of the owner, armed with wire strippers, works on mangled cable as he's sitting on a rather cluttered workbench.

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While most of the workers on Draft's heart were tending to the residents, Jack busied himself with keeping the rescue running smoothly. The son of the owner was appointed as main repairer, and the young man in question nonchalantly responded that he should know most things. "You taught me, dad." In this type of way, plus employees can handle the maintenance. Nudging Frank to retort how he has a gut feel for things, his son inherited the said gut feel. Figuring what's wrong.

That's why he's tinkering in a barn with extension cable. It's the fourth he did today. It all started with a pest infestation. The rodents not only munched on the feed but also on the various cables. Jack had replaced what he could after the little intruders were taken care of. But it started to get expensive. The feed was already covered though. Yet Jack was stubborn and persistent in figuring it all out. So he rummaged through the whole plot and found a few cables suitable for making emergency extension cables for low-powered applications, such as lamps.

Jack then stopped, and shifted his gaze from the cable in his hands to the entrance. Then he froze for a moment when he saw a newcomer standing there and "catching" him perched on top of the workbench as he performed a surgery on a cable in his lap. "Oh, hi. You must be the new person, dad- Er, Frank said it's coming." He spoke quietly as he gently set the parts behind him on the workbench.