Estella nodded her thanks and stepped outside. Slight habit had her lift her chin up, inhale and take in the sun. There wasn't a lot of smog today, the air nice and crisp. For that she was grateful. She turned and looked at Rebeca. "An assistant?" The offer sounded intriguing. Though, she wasn't sure how well she'd get along with the mechanic. He didn't seem to like her. She could work with that. She had before. The [i]Aurora[/i] had many who despised her. And some that she had to be weary against. Thankfully, having met Rebeca's father, Estella didn't think she'd need to worry about the mechanic trying to take advantage of her. The captain didn't seem the type to allow it. Plus he was a father with an eligible daughter so he might get hard. Not that she was concerned. She could take care of herself and she had always been taken care of.

"I've only worked a bit on an airship before," she confessed. "Other than a short stint on the [i]Aurora[/i] I don't have experience." Honestly was her policy. She was the type to figure things out. She liked to study anything mechanical and she had a gift to figure out what was wrong, no matter the technology. But, same time, she wasn't going to claim she could do an airship. So actually, being an assistant would probably turn beneficial. She'd get more experience - provided of course the mechanic was cooperative. "I don't mind." She gave a small smile. "Adversity is not something I shy away from and I love a good learning experience." Her gaze didn't shift away from Rebeca's. "Assuming of course you don't mind my lack of experience. And the [i]Aurora[/i] won't give a reference." 

Part of her hoped Rebeca was still interested. On the [i]Aurora[/i] she didn't have a lot of interaction specifically with the main engine. As a lower tech, she had been assigned to work in other aspects of the ship doing the basic work. Something that she didn't mind. When it came to tech, nothing was below her. Well...life really. You gave whatever you did your all. If you failed, then you learned. If you didn't - you find a way to improve it next time.

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Engine problems. There was a bit of a sigh of relief there - though he didn't do it out loud. It was funny. He had been paranoid over nothing. He was going to have to calm down a bit. He wasn't concerned that the engine issues had anything to do with them. The ship was old and every airship that wasn't straight out of the dock had something being worked on. He just felt bad for the captain because down time cut into travel time, which cut into profit.

Roger shrugged. "No problem. Can't be helped." He looked at Bea for a moment before looking at the Captain. "If there's time, we'll head out for a brunch and return. What time do you anticipate leaving?" He actually hadn't eaten at all this morning. Bea probably did - he highly doubted Ms. Mortimer would have let her leave without at least a meal. The woman could be exceedingly annoying but at least she looked after her 'girls'.