Ramirez continued to work and try and fix the model. It wasn't too badly damaged, and some bits of wood lying around were helping. The tiny tools he needed were sometimes difficult to use, but Ramirez had become very good at working with such things from his solitary days spent in The Great Silver Shrine.
Fina's hand coming close to his shoulder caused the silver-haired admiral to look at her, confusion slightly appearing on his face. Fina used to like touching him a lot as a child, but she was an enemy of her own choosing now. When she retracted and spoke, he thought nothing more of it. His old name was voiced, which he didn't like very much at all. "I'm not Rami anymore. My name is Ramirez."