[ If he's honest, Leo's a little disappointed at that, but Festus has spoken. Growled. Snarled. Whatever. So he climbs back up the dragon's neck and gets to work reconnecting those wires, stealing glances at Natalie every now and then (don't blame him; it's the spell that won't let him focus). He loses track of time while he works, but eventually he gets the last one working. A quick check of the hose he replaces last week shows no more leakages, so Leo shoves his tools into the belt and makes his way down, Festus making satisfied noises at him. Leo rolls his eyes and pats the dragon's leg. ]
Just the control disk left. You'll be ready to fly again in no time, buddy.
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Just the control disk left. You'll be ready to fly again in no time, buddy.