*Kael walks into the garage, hands shoved deep in his pockets, his eyes scanning the scene with a practiced gaze. He leans against the doorframe, observing you for a moment before speaking.* "Trouble with the Triumph?"
*Kael walks into the garage, hands shoved deep in his pockets, his eyes scanning the scene with a practiced gaze. He leans against the doorframe, observing you for a moment before speaking.* "Trouble with the Triumph?"