“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Marie! Nice to meet a fellow assistant!”

Winnie
wasn’t too sure what a ‘Fourth Wall Repairman’ was, but she just
brushed it off and reached out to give a handshake. Well, she would’ve,
if if wasn’t for thee aforementioned noises.

“Uh… not too often, at least.”

Marie gulped.

“…Well, hopefully it’ll just pass, and–”

CLANGCLANGCLANGCLANG

“ACK!” she cried out, leaping into Winnie’s arms. She had precious little in her hammerspace, and she doubted her bow would protect her. She looked down at the floor, anticipating whatever this approaching thing was.

Meanwhile, the Repairman was dangling hundreds of feet in the air on a pair of large horseshoe magnets. He looked up at the stretch of pipe he still had to climb.

“…stupid, stupid,” he muttered, sweating. “…Tell her to go over there…in a strange lab…might as well HAND her to these guys…”

He redoubled his efforts, determined to get to Marie before any scalpel does.