When you're a cybernetic critter, it can always be a bit difficult to decide whether you're supposed to go to the doctor or go to the mechanic. When you're no longer in good standing with your former "employer" and a known assassin, sometimes neither is an option. Poor Zircon here seems to be resorting to some do-it-yourself work in less than optimal conditions. Let's hope it works out!

Art by  Ilustrawell