[Bloody Hell. He's been doing all this without his knowing?]

Sneaky little bugger, aren't you? [A small, very small laugh.] 's brilliant, Ron, really. I can even use these to break down for materials and use as templates.

[Yeah, he's already formulating plans and thinking of what they'll be needing, but his eyes are so not focused on the contents of the box. They're worlds away, in an explosively lively store with people whose voices he may never hear again, or at home with people he'll never be able to slip a Ton-Tongue to again. Distant planets, but they're more like memories cuz that's all they're allowed to be anymore. He laughs.]

This is spectacular.