[ Troy can't help but be impressed by her studious nature and ability to keep up with the information he's dropping onto her. Of course, his eyes were drawn by the sight of her cleavage through that low cut of her robe, making him point his eyes to her face to study her expression instead. But he'll keep that sight in mind and hope the fact his muscular chest is also in partial view - almost enough to make them evenly naked. ]

Not so much anymore, actually. The more common one around there runs on electricity. I just like my old-school rust bucket more, so that's why I keep one. Glad I did, otherwise, I wouldn't know the basics for maintaining it and I wouldn't have been able to share this with you.

[ He says with a glint in his eye, glad that he was able to meet Raziel through this manner ]

What should I call you? I'm Troy.