Fixer raised a multitool, pointing at the guns: "Zze only zzing Im zzure about is zzat it izz somplace fullof... trees. Vetter ask die Kaptain, yezz? I'm... I'm juzzt die mechanik here" the droid said, trying to gain some time. "I muzzt vork on eferyzing: zere iz a devaztated jukebox, burnt cables, a temperamental generator und efen the rear right bazroom, zat iz not opperational till new notize... zoo I vould like to ask you to lie down zee veapons. I zwear any mor damage may... maybe, kause a hole in ze hull. Und zat... zat vould be bad"
That said, the droid got his tool box and headed toward one of the walls, kneeling and opening a hatchet. There he started working with his main arms, changing electric fuses and repairing circuits.
"Plzz, zon't mind me. Vvut die air konditioning in diese floor muzzt be reppaired or you'll feel rreally un-kompfortable."