"Done."

Thirty is better than nothing, so it's a start. Percy finishes cleaning and oiling as much as he can without any other chemicals, and starts methodically putting Animus back together. He has absolutely no idea what Fjord is talking about, of course, but if has to do with shooting anything, he's fairly confident he'll come out ahead. And if he doesn't, the loss is nothing, really.

"What did you do before you were pulled here?"