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"Dayo... you really shouldn't be doing that..."

The behemoth that Mouse referred to as her car had been seeing a lot more use than she expected after her Raevan had been born... shouldn't these early weeks in Ekundayo's life be filled with educational at-home activities with flash cards that taught colors, shapes and numbers? Instead of the usual routine that came with raising a young being with the mind of a child, the guardian had ended up starting to teach her charge new things as they whizzed by on the road or caught the Frei's interest at random stops.

The two females had something in common in the sense that they both enjoyed a good drive. However, Dayo was probably enjoying it a little too much.

"Seriously. Get your head back inside the car before you lose a-- your face."

Ekundayo begrudgingly obeyed her guardian, pulling her head back in through the window. However, a split second before Mouse was about to roll it up so it wouldn't happen again, a plume of smoke caught the attention of both of them.

The window was firmly back up all the way before the eagle girl could even think of floating out of it to go investigate.

A few moments later, the large vehicle closed to a halt behind the smoldering wreck that the Huichol's truck had recently turned into. The green-haired mechanic hopped down to the asphalt and began to approach the larger man; her fingers were already itching to dig around in that engine. "Had a little blowout, huh? Need any help?"

Sensing a spike of excitement, Dayo peered out her window to see a floating swirl of blues and reds bobble towards her until his boyish grinning face was neatly framed in the curved trapezoid of bulletproof glass. His unfettered joy was something unlike the eagle girl had never seen before, and her face quickly reached a brightness that rivaled that of the water fairy.

It wavered just as quickly, however, as both their hands made contact with the invisible wall separating them. "Window closed..." she said in a tone that suggested the situation was about as tragic as a lost child dying of starvation half a block away from a bakery.

"Alright, lemme have a look-see," Mouse cheerfully said in the meanwhile, weaving around the man with the strange ears and walking towards his car. She waited a few moments for the smoke to clear up until chancing a peek at the engine. After another minute or so of silence, We'rika would be able to hear a chuckle the girl wasn't able to suppress, followed by "Oh, wow."

"Hey-- what are you doing?!" the mechanic cried in surprise, caught entirely off guard by the larger man's suddenly bounding off towards her car. She had yet to notice Werika's watery ward and thus could not be sure whether he had the best intentions running towards the driver's side of the car. How was he able to open that door...?! Needless to say, she dashed after him as quickly as her legs could carry her, suddenly very angered that anyone would dare touch her car.

"The hell was that all about? If it turns out you broke the lock, you better be ready to pay for--"

And then he pulled out something with a shape that had become all-too-familiar. Seeing the open window on the door, Mouse was able to put two and two together, and her voice humbled down into a quiet "...oh. Okay, then."

With her typical blissful expression returned to her face, Ekundayo slowly drifted out the car door and onto the street with everyone else. A long lock of hair had gotten itself tangled into the belt buckles on a wrist guard, which was easy to notice when she lifted her hand to rest it on the Huichol's shoulder, trying to get his attention. "You helped me. Thank you," she quietly said with a warm smile.

Sigh. "Dayo... you should give him some breathing room," Mouse said in a tone that was half-amused, half-exasperated. She gave her Raevan a gentle pull on the wrist that encouraged her to float several inches back, enough so that her hand slid off the Huichol's shoulder and fell to hang in the air. With an apologetic smile on her features, she turned to face Werika. "She, uh, hasn't gotten a very good grasp of what 'personal space' is yet. Sorry." It was easy to assume he would understand if he was taking care of one of Kyou's projects himself.

It was only a split second later that the eagle girl's hands were grabbed by the watery Frei, and she gazed confusely at him while listening to his words. After a few seconds of thought it dissolved into a calm smile once again. "You both helped."

"Yeah... so. I'm Mouse, that's Dayo," the mechanic started again in a casual tone after deciding the situation was alright. "About your car..." She climbed into the driver's side of her own to retrieve something from the back seat. Where did that toolbox go... ah- there it was.

The mechanic quickly produced a wrench, which was toyed around with thoughtfully in one hand as she took another look at the engine. "Well..." she started, and giggled with a nervous brand of amusement, "let's just say replacing the fan belt and hooking up some jumper cables won't do you any good here." She then began to explain the laundry list of problems she was seeing, complete with estimates on how much she'd expect the price tag on fixing them would be. All with a bright expression that one would expect from a tailor helping a customer put together an outfit for a wedding.

"Sevilin," the eagle girl repeated. Her guardian had already introduced them, so what could she say next? Ekundayo didn't want to let all the practice she had been doing with talking go to waste! Her wings ruffled unconsciously as she thought.

"...You are pretty."

Mouse responded with a dismissive wave. "Eh, don't worry about that. Dayo's getting a new friend out of the deal, and I haven't seen a job like this since... well... my car, really," she grinned, already reaching into the engine and tinkering away. It wasn't as if she would just leave a man and his Raevan stranded out on the deserted highway - that, and she really did enjoy her work. "You're with the Lab, right? If you can help me with a little something I've been planning we can call it even."

Dayo was thoroughly unperturbed by the poking - she got plenty of stares and that made people happy enough for her to grab a bit of a snack from them, so she saw no harm in letting Sevilin enjoy himself so long as he didn't breach some very specific rules Mouse had made sure to get into her head. However, she tilted her head in brief confusion when the water nymph's talking ended with a question. "...Heavy...?"

The mechanic chuckled at Werika's response, which sounded kind of muffled and tinny due to how much she was burying herseld under the hood of the car. "I can't imagine a beach party anywhere else but the weekend. Just need an extra pair of hands to help set things up. So a service trade, I guess you could say."

Dayo stiffened at the touch. It wasn't because she was shocked or anything, but because Sevilin had just crossed a forbidden boundary and it was taking her a couple of seconds to remember what she could do in such a situation. Those fins he had on the side of his head looked like a good start... so she reached up a hand, intending to tweak one of his membranous psuedo-ears until he stopped touching her.