Sifen was confused to say the least. He was being blamed for all of these mistakes he was making, when in reality all he did was steal a robot and not know things. At least in his mind that's all he thought he did. He didn't have an outside all-knowing writer to tell him how wrong he was (unfortunately). And so he got up, dusted himself off and considered simply being thrown a success, only twice in the span of two days had he been tossed out of somewhere, that's a new record low!

His decision making skills now seeming to take a turn for the better, he headed toward the group walking away, assuming it was the group he had just forced his way into. He approached them and opened his mouth to say something about how he had just been tossed from a door but stayed silent, thinking of the reputation he already had and how it could be ruined had they not thought he had simply walked out. If he was seen, then he needed not explain. "Um, if we're headed to town I could use a few things too. some parts that could make something of all of this." He held out some of the more medically based components of the disabled bot. The original concept, it seemed, was that it was not an automated process and had to be manually used. Sifen planned on taking it and making it be an automaton of sorts, preforming actions on it's own. All of the pieces still worked but the shell needed a good rehash. the hovering unit sadly could not be used but Sifen had a good idea for a spider-like design.

"It really was a well made machina, looked Al Bhed in style, not like this mainland stuff I saw on one of the stops before I got to Besaid.  Problem was, it was more of a cabinet then a miniature doctor. If I could just.... I can't explain it but I can make this thing work better." He fumbled around in some pockets and found a rusty sheet of useless metal and a sharper one and began scratching numbers onto it, making the strangest shopping list ever. The plan was to get a few feet of wire, a few pipes to run to the core where most of the medical stuff was stored, some thin metal to use as sewing arms and maybe some way to get the potions to simply be sprayed or dripped into someone's mouth. He didn't know how to do a lot of medical procedures so he couldn't figure a way to get the potion down someone's throat so he opted for just a faucet type deal. Maybe someone with actual medical knowledge would be better at building something like this. "Or I can just make a neat little robot with needles on it." He chuckled. Nobody knew of the mental decision making in his head. He could build a small scale guardian type machina with this, maybe some poison injection devices using some of the medical functions. Medical machina could easily be used in a harmful way, with all the tools and such they came with.