Her infernal engine was growing hot. Far too hot. She needed to find a mechanic, and soon. "Hey, soldier? I'm-" she paused, groaning as you could hear the infernal machinery growl lowly.

"I'm heatin' up real bad.. not sure if I can take it," she murmured. "We need to find a mechanic soon," she murmured. "It might not last much longer.. but if we can find the mechanic, he can fix me right up."

There was so much hope in her eyes. She just got her life back and she didn't intend on wasting it.