Roger nodded. "Yeah, it's a shame you couldn't meet their older mechanic. He was a good man. Very savvy and knowledgeable." Roger had learned quiet a few things from him about engines. Not that he could do anything with it - he didn't know it that well. But it was interesting to learn and the mechanic had been fairly with his information. He had explained how the airship managed with the heavy winds - especially over the Atlantic and what they did to keep the beast in the air. Not to mention the man was just courteous. Something this new guy was lacking.

"But yes, Will is a good man. A bit quiet  and likes to travel a lot, you'll probably won't find many men like him." Roger smiled. The sun was now down in the east. The street lamps glowed lightning their path as they made their way back to Bea's boarding house. "It's amazing we caught him. He doesn't stick around long." He glanced ahead. His eyes searched the dark making sure there was no trouble. There wasn't really. They were away from the dock and it wasn't too late. Still, he stayed alert - though not obviously. It was good to be vigilant as long as you didn't worry people.

"I'm thinking if we can, we leave early Tuesday morning. No point in delaying. We might even make it the whole way by the end of the day." He tried to remember how long it took by air to get Glasgow. It couldn't be that long. They'd get there. Probably spend not even a day there and then head back. Assuming they didn't find something to extend their stay or take them elsewhere.
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Estella tilted her head slightly as she listened. She really wasn't sure where St. Louis was but America was a big place. Far bigger than tiny Denmark where she was born - or even the British Isles. If she remembered her geography right, it was as big - if not bigger than Europe. She couldn't remember. But then again, she hadn't really gone to school. Her learning had come after she had left home. The fact she could read and write, speak and understand English was impressive. But she had worked hard at it. 

She smiled. "Yeah, I understand. Even in a place like England, there are so many locations that one can visit it's crazy. And America," she shook her head. "I can't imagine." She took a drink of her tea. 

"So..how is New York? I've heard it's the epicenter of the world." She chuckled. "Of course that was by another American. Many French people beg to differ." Her face turned slightly serious. "I can't imagine how people can handle being in such a big city." A slight shock hit her face. "I hope I didn't offend." Rebeca had mentioned she had been in many big cities. Maybe she liked them. 

Estella had done a lot of travel and had ended up in several larger cities. But she was still a country girl at heart. It was just a shame you really couldn't make a living in a small village or something. She had hoped her little stint on the [i]Aurora[/i] would have helped. Not to crowded, occasionally visiting cities but overall being in the open sky with a steady job. But that hadn't worked out. And with her experience - or lack thereof - she doubted she'd find something like that.