The grin suited her terribly well and as much as Raylan tried not to notice, he did anyway and finds himself smiling back. There was hope yet. He could already feel withdrawal nipping at his edges, itching at his palms and he was keen to fix that shit as soon as possible. Whatever labor he had to contribute was going to be well worth it.

"A hydrodam, really? A maintenance yard sounds promisin', but a hydrodam is-" A whole lot of possibility. A whole lot of work. A whole lot of math too.

"Complicated. And better use for it to be put to purpose than used for scrap.." If her ear was good enough, she might catch the sound of gears turning. Someone had to've left notes, right?