[From the requested items, Takasugi can surmise Kirk's solution. Just as simple as the problem, or it would be, if either of them had the equipment to make it possible.
Though, even for this, there's another simple solution.] Wait.
[He departs, still no haste in his pace, down the darkened hallway. There's a wrenching sound, metal groaning, which really could be anything, but it's timing is pretty conspicuous.
And then he returns, a small panel of metal - reflective - in his hand.] Here.
Get to work. [Sometimes, you need to break shit in order to fix it.
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Though, even for this, there's another simple solution.] Wait.
[He departs, still no haste in his pace, down the darkened hallway. There's a wrenching sound, metal groaning, which really could be anything, but it's timing is pretty conspicuous.
And then he returns, a small panel of metal - reflective - in his hand.] Here.
Get to work. [Sometimes, you need to break shit in order to fix it.
But Takasugi just wanted to tear something up.]