The robot is definitely made out of a skeleton, but definitely not made out of any magic, dark or otherwise. It blinks down at the wolverine, nonplussed. "Update." It tilts his head, and after a brief moment complies, "Species: Woods Dog."

Faed just gives a soft snort and turns back to his work. If he's going to get mangled he's not going to be able to stop it anyway. He's in the process of reassembling something he'd recently pulled apart. Technically he's putting it back together more efficiently (even if it looks more haphazardly rigged for the time being.

"I'm makin sure the rest of this ship doesn't fall apart around our asses so yeah, I'd call that important." It's mostly due to his own paranoia, but it still gets the job done.