[...Okay, maybe that's true. Feral Darkleer is an event that this world can never be truly prepared for. Put simply, it would be frankly horrifying. Keep making stupid little toys, dude, it's cool. You can do whatever. Equius will just sit here and... oh shit. Cook. Yeah, things he's never ever ever going to mention to Darkleer: the cooking. He has enough other things that he does on a regular basis to mask it, right?]

This, mostly. Mechanics. And computer work, coding and whatnot. ...That's really the extent of the useful skills I have.

[Well, and domestic chores. But they're not really useful in this context, so it's totally not lying!]