Integration

"I CAN'T FEEL MY LEGS!" I yelled dramatically.

"Your feeling'll come back. Stop being such a damned pansy, Joe.

A revelation suddenly dawned on me – a flash of knowledge.

“My… My name…”

On my flank, the icon mark of a wrench faded into existence. I now know who I am.

“My name is... Tinker. Tinker Test.”

"Hmph. So it is..."

"...Pansy." He added.