[ Regular maintenance... For as unfamiliar as it is, it's just equipment — like weapons or armor. The fact that it's just a matter of perspective makes sense, she figures, her head nodding along. It stands to reason then, she'll have to find someone who will teach her how to maintain her new car, once she arrives at the city. It gets slotted on her ( ever-growing ) list of things to look into with the rest.

Arlecchino finds the tire while she's in deep in thought; her voice seems to tug her back into the present though, and Lucina joins her at the back of her bug. ] How fortuitous. [ Genuinely. ] I suppose it would be poor business practice to leave those indebted to you stranded in the middle of nowhere... [ More to herself, than anything else. She's not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, but at least she's not so naive as to think this was purely out of the kindness of Mr. Crook's heart. ]

Ah — my name is Lucina. [ No need for this 'young miss', as kind as it is. ] Thank you for your help, Miss..? [ There's the matter of getting the tire on the car, but at least that feels a little more manageable than not having a tire at all. ]