[ Oh no he took his bluff/joke... oh no he's actually doing it. Brickston is, again, stunned into flustered silence. There is something primordially thrilling, powerful feeling about seeing such a large handsome guy kneeling before him but at most it manifests as a brief flush on his face he tries to hide. The blonde brings his hand in front of his mouth and manages to keep his composure through soft laugher and a little clearing of his throat. Incredible Koro didn't produce a gold wedding ring out of nowhere just to cap off the gesture. Dry lecherous sense of humor, maybe, but a good one. ]

That's right; tools, armor, weaponry—ehm, i-ideally for defensive purposes—vehicles, navigational equipment, communications, household and medical appliances... [ He could go on. ] all manners of sundry technologies.