[ It sure looked to be the source but there was the chance of it being something else completely. Either way, it didn't look good. And although Faye wasn't much of an engineer herself, what was primitive to him held a bit more familiarity to her. Not by much, but it would be worth a shot to try and fix.

She steps forward, tucking her gun in her shorts, and examines the damage. Her hand snakes out to nudge and pull at the cluster of wires. There's no calculation behind her efforts at all but she determines a few of the frayed wires to be the culprit. Neglectful maintenance.

She steps back. ]

A few of these wires need to be replaced. There might be some around here.

[ But finding them might take a hot minute if there were any in supply at all. She looks around and sees a few smaller boxes and immediately digs into them. ]

Unless you want to go find someone and leave me all alone down here, that is.

[ She glances over, hoping to catch James' eyes, and smirks. ]