[ The absolute worst case scenario is that the car manages to break even more, which isn't as bad as it sounds. She'd still be stranded, a sizeable debt to her name for no good reason. A possibility at turning this around is better than not having one at all — and Arlecchino at least manages to inspire some faith in that regard, confident as she strides up and starts poking around.
Lucina can't help but watch, at first; it's less suspicion and more curiosity, even if caution seems more prudent. There's easier ways to rob a stranger than pretending to help them, probably. If her intent was malicious, she wouldn't go through all this effort. But there's an ease to how she's navigating the machinery that she can't help but be a little envious of, considering her best efforts have netted her the ability to drive straight down an empty road and a flat tire.
She's considering the merits asking ( what? Something, surely ) until she's asked to keep an eye out. Right. ] Ah, of course. [ Her hand's resting on the hilt of the sword at her side, and she turns her back to the car to scan the horizon... and the complete lack of scenery. It really is desolate here.
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Lucina can't help but watch, at first; it's less suspicion and more curiosity, even if caution seems more prudent. There's easier ways to rob a stranger than pretending to help them, probably. If her intent was malicious, she wouldn't go through all this effort. But there's an ease to how she's navigating the machinery that she can't help but be a little envious of, considering her best efforts have netted her the ability to drive straight down an empty road and a flat tire.
She's considering the merits asking ( what? Something, surely ) until she's asked to keep an eye out. Right. ] Ah, of course. [ Her hand's resting on the hilt of the sword at her side, and she turns her back to the car to scan the horizon... and the complete lack of scenery. It really is desolate here.
... She sneaks a glance back. Just once. ]