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        Oh, thank Agni. She’s been at this for fifteen 
        minutes now, buried under the hood of one
        of the Satomobiles trying to loosen a nut.
        Whichever employee thought it was a grand
        idea to weld the thing on— she was firing them.

                               She looks up briefly, waving him over.
                               "You have no idea. I could use some brawn.“
                                Bolin would more than suffice. "Just help me
                                loosen this nut… preferably without breaking my
                                socket wrench.”