Kairai walked around, his large backpack on his back. His face was covered in ash and there seemed to be flames hanging on the tips of his hair. He sat down at a bench and put his pack down in front of him. Opening it, he began to fish through it, looking for something.
"Aha!" he exclaimed as he pulled out a pair of goggles with tinted lenses. He pulled out a blowtorch and few pieces of metal.
"Stupid father," he muttered, lighting the torch, "So what if I accidentally blew up his workshop? Science is all about trial and error."
Kairai put the goggles on and positioned the metal so that he could weld it.
"I think I'm forgetting... Oh yes!" He rummaged through the pack once more and pulled out a small folding table that was slightly taller than the bench. "At least he didn't take my mobile shop."
He placed the metal pieces on the table and held them together with one hand, while holding the lit blowtorch in his free hand.
"Oops, safety first," he said, removing two thick work gloves from his pocket and putting them on his hands.
He got the metal and blowtorch into position again and started to weld. Sparks flew as the extremely high temperatures of the flame melted the two metal sheets together.