Sean come slightly closer peaking in to see if he could spot anything that he would know how to handle,which actually would be most anything. He learned a lot from spying on his father at times.

(Just imagine a normal car layout or something imao I know nothing abut cars XP)

Ken watched him. "What's your diagnosis, Doc?" he joked lightly, yet seriously.

"L-looks in pretty fair shape...d-do we have the keys?We could check the engine and listen if it's running right." He said,his eyes running over the layout inside. 'No dents,all the valves and hoses seem fine...cold be an engine leak underneath to.' He thought,his tail swishing off his leg and side to side slightly in thought.

Nicote reached to the side and unhooked da set of keys from Newt, who didnt seme to notice as his nose was in a book. "Your call, dude. I know almost nothing about cars."

He nodded faintly,tentatively taking the pair of keys and coming around and unlocking the driver sides door. He reached the keys in and put them into their slot and twisted,the vehicle sputtering to a start.The sound was like a scraping bubble. "Thats not good...sounds like a lower pipe issue.Might have to go under." He thought aloud.

Nicote nodded. He was checking something in the back of the car. "Huh. Somethings up with the axles and stuff too. Hat part I actually know..."
"Inly because you had to fix a horse trailer." Ken lsughed.
"Oh shush Kenneth." Nicote sighed

Sean came over and looked in,nodding in agreement. "I could slide under the car and check the lower piping,I'm worried that a pipe might have stabbed the gas tank."

"Go ahead. Anything you need, most of then supplies are probably in there." Nicote gestures at a door next to the one leading into the backroom. "I'm going to go find something for that whell." He limped off.

Ken sighed. "Hes going to kill himself doing this suff one day."

He watched Nicote limp off then looked to Ken. "How hard does he work himself?" He asked in a worried tone,He really didn't need anything at the moment to get under,he could slide in on his back and poke a bit around with his tail. He would be able to hold his wings in for at least 20 minutes at a time,so that would give him time to check.

"Too hard. Always did. Even when I wasn't into all of this mechanic stuff." Ken shrugged. "Probabky thinks h has to do better at everything to prove himself or something like that."