Anakin is sitting comfortably on the floor, legs crossed, waxed cloth over his lap, collecting springs, screws, nuts, and various tiny, easily lost parts as he works. There's a smear of grease across his left cheek, dirt, rust, and grease staining his hands and wrists, and he's holding the handle of a paint brush with his teeth, a pot of thermal grease open and balanced on his knee. As Garth'zel walks in, Anakin's head starts to rise up - he's heard/sensed him, but is forced on nudging a circuit until place. Once it's in place the tension comes out of his shoulders and he pulls the paintbrush from his mouth to talk. "I need to seal this chip or it will unseat, then I can clean up?" It should be a statement but there's a lit of a question - does he need to stop right now or can he have another five minutes to finish.