"Not really," she admits, wiping her hands on her jeans. "Thought I might compare the two to see if we can make this one match it. Then I remembered I'm not much of a mechanic."

There's a long exhale as the restlessness she feels comes back to the front of her mind. She's uneasy about being here, but tries not to let it show so he won't worry.

"Are we supposed to be here messing with all this?"