[ He's assumed that it would be enough to shift away from the entrance, and doesn't bother with further evasive moves. In fact he's settled down again, this time to a stool along a tech bench, to attempt picking up where he'd left off. With his back to Rosalind, the floor is hers. ]

Repairs. [ That's in a mutter, already distracted. ] I'm not certain just what I'll need; best to leave it all and come back later, then there's no problem at all.