Bruce eyed the cybernetics critically with one arched eyebrow, tapping his elbow with his fingers as he thought. "We have some tools. Probably not all the materials you need, but I guess we have to make do."

He cocked his head. "I have a lot of experience with improvised engineering. I'm guessing it'd be a little hard to work on your own stomach?"

What he was saying was that he was ready to help Jet if he was comfortable with it, but Bruce would understand if the man didn't quite trust him enough to let him mess around with his body.