[He hesitates for a long moment before looking up at Benson again, brows furrowed in genuine confusion. He just looks at him for a while, trying to figure out if he actually said that, and then he nods slowly, hands trembling a little as he continues to cling to the folded towel.]

...I...ah. I suppose I should, if it...if you want to s-see it. I did try not to ruin anything that I had to deconstruct, but it. I. Can fix them, as we discussed. It's, ah.

[He turns a little, still flustered.]

...It's in the vehicle port.