"Yes, well... Now your name makes a bit more sense." He said, glancing over different parts of the blueprint. "Of course if all our names were so literal, I might have chosen 'paper-shredder', or-"
"Or..." Switchblade began to lose track of the conversation immensely as his mechanical mind began following wires, conductors, motors, gears...
In a minute he had figured out the precise layout of every component of the theoretical machine. He could maybe hint at its purpose, but until it was built he had no definite idea what it was intended for.
...But he hadn't forgotten the Gamemaster standing in the doorway. "I think I've got it figured out." He said, glancing at the Manpower holding the blueprint with a cautious look. He swiveled is head to the Gamemaster.
"It'll take about an hour to get the foundation set." He stated, then swiveled to another Manpower, the one in the middle of the pile. "You, Manp- You! Get me three of- three of- these things!" He jabbed a finger at the blueprint, stabbing it slightly over a large 18-tooth gear.