'E was smart enough ta go get help, so good on him. It?

[Not that whether or not the flowerling had a gender really mattered to Avandrel. She sort-of grins over at the Omnic, tilting her head a little.]

Not too used to hand-to-ehhh. [That makes her peter off a bit. This is not hand-to-hand.] Hand to leaf combat?

Yer not broken under all that pulp, are ya? I never picked up any engineerin' back home, so I'm no good to help if'n ye are.

[Though to be perfectly honest, she almost regrets that. Having some explosives wouldn't be a bad idea, right now...]