And Crown was back. Or at least he should be given what the machine god told him. Despite knowing that he went back in time, it was hard for him to actually see it. There was no floor, only space, various objects floating through it. Could it be that the timeline changed somehow? Panic was already building up in Crown but a sigh or relief left his mouth as he noticed Mechanus below and even the rest of FCL a bit further away into the abyss of space. He didn't know what exactly was going on, but at least he was there now and he knew what to do. Kicking off the ground he raced towards Mechanics. Then he realized that he didn't even know what exactly to do with the finger. He was told to attach it, but what did that mean? Was he supposed to cut Mechanus's finger off and replace it with this one? Whatever the case may be he'd try to simplest approach he could think of right now. He'd touch him with it.
Just as he entered hand's reach he whistled, drawing Mechanus's attention to himself. But as soon as the machine god turned to face him Crown blinked, appearing right behind him he slammed the finger towards the back of Mechanus's head.
He could only trust that it will do what was promised to him.