"I am!" Tarantulas enthuses, reaching into his bag again to search for a clean rag or a spare shirt. "Like César I happen to be an engineer, though my interests and goals are rather more humble these days than they once were. A side effect of living in this town, I think. Despite the danger we all so frequently face, the temptation to slow down and think of life's simpler pleasures is undeniable. You and your brother should come have dinner at my house sometime. You can meet my daughter."

He finally finds a cloth that hasn't yet been stained with dust or oil and offers to Rex, smiling eagerly.