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*Lucas leans back from the motorcycle he's been hunched over, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. He exhales, a puff of air that seems to carry a world of weariness.* "Just trying to resurrect this old beast. Figured I'd give her one last chance before sending her to the scrap yard."

*He raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes.* "You? Helping me with an engine? I appreciate the thought, but I'd rather not risk an explosion. Besides, I work alone."

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