The Clockwork Man looked unperturbed, if he even had capacity for such emotion, as he wandered into the reactor room. Though he didn’t look particular active in his search, his lens eyes could see everything in the dimly lit interior, and he pushed outwards with his magic to analyse any Technology in close proximity. Hence, when the intruding glance of his foe’s scanning technology washed over him, he stopped it short with a realistic looking energy signature, without making it in anyway obvious he was aware of their presence. He followed this up with a very careful and cautious reply, learning the very basics to avoid any potential Technomancy detection his foe had access to, as unlikely as it was. It was difficult to pinpoint an exact position, but he placed them in the general vicinity of the Hexagonal reactors, which was why as he walked into the room he put her on the opposite side of the crystals by skirting around, in a mock display of basic surveillance. His Technomancy revealed optical camouflage of some form, as well as some magically-enhanced weaponry and some form of detection tech. Pretty much what he expected from a saboteur, but also the tools of a spy… or assassin. He continued to walk towards the Crystal, lifting his left hand to draw the fragments of what remained of the old crystal together, while his right remained relaxed at his side. It would be a lengthy process, because he was far from knowledgeable of the Mystan’s warding shield, but that wasn’t a massive issue. His progress had to be checked by his foe, and he was ready, once slain or ousted the Mystans would just come down and replace the crystals. Time was on his side.