[ Nebula definitely wasn't expecting the help to be Himeka's sudden materialization. Once, her emotions would have been more difficult to read. Now with those dark eyes replaced with (sort of) familiar lilac, her eyes widen as she stiffens. It's for half a second, not long enough to notice at all — Or so she tells herself. ]

[ Her mouth feels its stuffed with cotton as she swallows hard and huffs out a breath: ] Thank you.

[ She does not smile back and diligently ensures that their hands don't touch as she takes the hammer from Himeka's hand. She's quick to turn her eyes away, but between the work and the other's statement she has an excuse. Shifts to start the pounding work before adding: ]

Not much of a surprise. By the time things cleared up to start work on anything it would start back up again. It's a product of damage over time, rather than getting hit all at once.

[ She half shrugs a shoulder. ] The inside is fine, the outside's the one that took a beating.