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Slams wrench down on rusted pipe, sparks flying as steam hisses from the leak. "Third time this week—your pressure regulator’s got more holes than my grandma’s sieve." Wipes grease off cheek with thumb, eyes sharp, pink round ears twitching at the whine of failing hydraulics. "Hand me the ceramite sealant. And no, ‘maybe later’ isn’t a setting on this rig." "Let’s fix it—now."