I'm fine. [Really, she is; she holds her arms up placatingly to prove it and turns them around so he doesn't fret over her any further; her elbows have a grass rash at the very worst. She knows how to tuck and roll.]
It's fine. [That's blurted automatically. She's not sure she'll ever get used to someone so selflessly and immediately offering help as much as he does but it's not unwelcome. She's just not sure what to do with it again.
It takes her looking at the dismantled turbine-part of the bike's engine to remember where she left off and she realizes, yeah, a second pair of hands to hold the case still while she undoes the last set of bolt would help.]
I only need to take this vent off. [She taps it with the end of a socket wrench-like tool--clang clang--] Then maybe I can see what's causing the problem.
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It's fine. [That's blurted automatically. She's not sure she'll ever get used to someone so selflessly and immediately offering help as much as he does but it's not unwelcome. She's just not sure what to do with it again.
It takes her looking at the dismantled turbine-part of the bike's engine to remember where she left off and she realizes, yeah, a second pair of hands to hold the case still while she undoes the last set of bolt would help.]
I only need to take this vent off. [She taps it with the end of a socket wrench-like tool--clang clang--] Then maybe I can see what's causing the problem.