She got the rusty bolts off one by one, glancing back at him with a frown every now and then. It was rather unnerving to have that gun trained on her. She opened the generator up, letting the metal door happen to fall in a way that blocked most of what she was doing inside. She didn't trust this guy to his word, and if was going to drug her and point a damn gun at her she wasn't fixing this thing properly if she could help it. She did some work, nothing that would last, and then carefully gave it a shot of electricity from her palm, aiming to keep her deceit hidden. She withdrew her hand, reaching to retrieve her gauntlets and the generator hummed and gurgled back to life.