He puffs up his scrawny little chest which is far more barrel-shaped than your average raccoon, so that's weird... But not as weird as the tiny raccoon hands gesticulating excitedly. "I got a few business ventures I'm itchin' to get started on and Nadril happily supplied me with some of the parts I needed."

That he had to haul awkwardly on a train from there to here, which means he had a lot he had to leave behind, but that's okay. He found himself a nice place to store what he couldn't bring until he could get back. Your move, El Nysa.