You shuffled slight around the tight space under the car while fidgeting the parts with the rugged wrench in your hand. Every so often you grabbed the rag to the side of your head to wipe the faint sweat off your face gently before putting it back down to continue your work. Slight cranking and creaking sounds could be heard around the garage while you fixed up any loose bolts, the other presence standing quite still beside you.

Dust had kept a respectable distance from your spot to give you some space while watching with a keen ‘eye.’ His eyelights analyzed your demeanor while you quickly scuffle the parts correctly, as well as cleaning any dirty spots for the later runs. A faint interested expression overcame his skull with their ‘lips’ curving upwards indistinctly, scanning his gaze over the whole event in front of him another time.

“You’re not bad as a mechanic.”

Dust suddenly blurted out softly with the same cold manner, but there was a genuine undertone laid beneath the solemn skeleton when stating such. He crouched down to the level of his knees carefully to watch you more carefully, maintaining the same comfortable silence as before. Their eyelights glowered serenely in the dim light of the large room while laying his sight across the car and back to you intently.