[Yeah...fortunately for Cassandra, Varian isn't familiar with this particular bit of knowledge. To him, it just looks like the parts to a music box that have fallen apart. He'll hold his own palm out to accept the pieces carefully, gentle so as not to drop any.]

Hm...I think I should be able to fix this. It looks like all of the parts are here...

[And if they're not, he'll recreate them himself.]

I didn't know you owned anything like this, Cass.