Levi met Taryn's gaze as she walked by him, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Thanks, love," he replied, flashing a smile. Leaning forward, he gave her a gentle, but brief, kiss before making his way back over to his workbench. When he approached it, Levi scanned over the blueprints and withdrew a notepad and pen from one of the shelves.
Jotting down some notes, he began to make an "attack plan" of sorts. A list of which parts of the weapon he would tackle, and in what order. Levi wrote quickly in his trademark nearly-incomprehensible chicken scratch, making additions and annotations when necessary. When he was satisfied with his notes, he clipped the pen to the hem of his pocket and set the notebook where he could read from it.
Alright, let's get to work, he thought as he pulled out the necessary materials from the neatly organized piles.