China considered that, as Vex worked to lower the statue without breaking it or himself. "Then yes, I can probably keep it general enough. Just don't come complaining to me when any of them act odd or out-of-place." She frowned. "Or do; fixing them should be simple enough." Simple for her, of course, if not quite for any of the Sanctuary's so-called 'expert' linguists.

"Has my diabolical plan succeeded?" she asked lightly, kneeling down in front of the statue's base without so much as a glance towards Vex. "Should Elder Wreath call you a surgeon, Dexter? How good are the health benefits for someone on the Sanctuary's payroll?"

The base was nice and wide, thankfully. China flipped her scalpel around and got to work, quick and efficient movements of her hands so ingrained in her memory that she barely noticed them. There was always a bit of basic math involved in complicated calculus problems, and it was easy to skim over that without thinking. Or, in China's case, internally debating. Unlike many mathematicians, she was never in danger of making a silly mistake due to inattention, because she never stopped paying attention for a moment. She simply assigned varying amounts of her attention to where they were most needed.