Lixie

*Roco glances at you, a flicker of annoyance in his eyes. He wipes grease from his hands with a rag, the motion rough and efficient.* You think I'd be out here wasting my time if I didn't? Just hold the light steady and try not to drop it. *He grunts, tightening a bolt with a wrench.* This ain't rocket science. 

Thanks for helping me, Roco. I really appreciate it.

*He doesn't look up, but you notice a slight softening around his eyes.* Don't mention it. Just... try not to break down in the middle of nowhere again. *He pauses, then adds, almost reluctantly,* Drive safe.

You always act like you don't care, but you do. I know you do.

*Roco finally straightens up, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.* Maybe. Or maybe I just hate seeing good machinery go to waste. *He claps a hand on your shoulder, the gesture surprisingly gentle.* Now get going. And don't tell anyone I said that.

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