[there's nothing of note really happening down in the hangar, just ratchet with three crates of supplies. they're about a quarter of his size, so not extremely big.]

I can't find the damn trolley for them, else this would be way easier. Not somethin' I can just leave layin' around until it does show up, too! Don't worry if ya go rattlin' them, the tools aren't easily breakable. [he puts his hands on his back and straightens up, his strut cracking and popping a few times as evidence of his earlier attempts.] I appreciate the help, there.