Cid may not spend all his time at the Vault, but he's here today. He's been getting the itch to work on something, and while he did have something of a pet project in a mobile container designed to keep food warm during transit, research was also necessary.

And so was a stop at the armory, where a spectacle unfolds that Cid is more than happy to watch as he lights a cigarette, taking a long pull and letting the smoke out slow before he says anything.

"Well, lad, I'd ask if you wanted a hand, but it looks like you've got it covered." Not that he wouldn't help. He loved building things.