(Askthefwrp)

Rosalina warmly smiled at the fourth wall repairer’s remark. There
were no other gratitude, even something big, that she can achieve but a
simple ‘thank you’ that was rather pleasant to her than something
either big or nothing.

“I
am always happy to help you, kind sir. That is what I am happy to do.”
she softly stated and turned away to bring the cart over.

Once
the cosmic watcher got there, she spotted the cart that was happened to
be positioned where it was somewhat far than where the repairer there
before. Hmm, maybe one of her Lumas must have moved it back so then it
wouldn’t fell off the edge. The lady in blue floated towards the cart
and moved it back to the repairer.

“Here you are.” she called, bringing the cart over.

“Right,” he said, accepting the cart, “thank you.”

He looked at where the crack was. Huh. Turned out the Observatory made it so he didn’t have to go back into zero-gravity. All he had to do was wheel his tools over to the far end. He was silently grateful for this; space was pretty to look at, but he wouldn’t want to get sick again.

He was about to get moving, but stopped.

“Hey, um,” he said, embarrassed, “I don’t think I got your name…”