{Dietrich is a busy bee! He never comes here other than to work. But today his work is a bit more true to his actual occupation. A few people have seen this kind of thing before, but never without its helmet.

He's working on an Autojäger, wearing a surgical apron and gloves splattered lightly with both oil and blood. Dietrich has a small table of surgical tools next to him, and the corpse puppet is laying on an operating table.

Obviously, he's not terribly concerned about people knowing his "identity" anymore. Not after the TARDIS broadcasting it to the world.}

...They're useful, that's for sure, but maintaining them is a bit messy. If only people wouldn't damage them so badly, I wouldn't have so much to do just to repair them. I mean, this one is still perfectably useable with some adjustments.

{He picks up a pair of scissors and starts to cut away the stitches binding its head together}

It's easier than having to make one from scratch, at least.