[Catching a wrench without a hand isn't a graceful sight, bumping it with her forearm and then trying to pin it with her arm to her lap. With a little bit of finagling and muttering, a little of which was probably curse, the hand seemingly pops right back onto her wrist.]
Whew! [Eda flexes the fingers experimentally, then picks up the wrench again and reaches into the ceiling panel.] Thanks! This would've been really awkward if you hadn't. Owe you one, pink girl.
[Clinking noises ensure, presumably whatever the wrench was for.]
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Whew! [Eda flexes the fingers experimentally, then picks up the wrench again and reaches into the ceiling panel.] Thanks! This would've been really awkward if you hadn't. Owe you one, pink girl.
[Clinking noises ensure, presumably whatever the wrench was for.]