He fiddled with the controls, but carefully, methodically. After a moment he bent down, finding a scrap of metal from the repair work that had already been going on. He set it on the surface of the console and gave it a firm flick with his fingernail, studying it intently. Frowning in concentration, he adjusted the screwdriver before hitting the button and pointing it at the scrap. At first nothing happened, but then the metal started to vibrate and before long at all it exploded into fragments. Hannibal threw his arm up to protect his face, then lowered it with a manic grin. "Amazing," he said enthusiastically.