[good boy. Callaghan takes it, waits a few moments more to ensure the Kedan's given distance, then brings it in to view with a rather skeptical glance. then he makes a mental sigh, lowering his hand again, the screwdriver loosely at his side...

and well within reach.]

You're either going to let me keep this so I can return it, or you're going to make it a priority to pay them back. Either way, I've better tools in my own workspace; you're welcome to make use of them, as long as you're careful with them.