Josh doesn't mind being left the lions share of the work, precisely because it makes him feel useful. That he has worth, and that he's someone Han can depend on. He's no one special, a shitty kid who made shitty decisions and caused his friends a world of hurt. No special powers. No exceptional talents, unless you consider being batshit crazy a talent.
But he can do this. He stops when Han taps him, wiping the sweat and his curls out of his face with the back of one hand.
"Okay we don't want that bit damaged then, right?" Hard to tell what they're replacing and what they're keeping on this thing. But he makes a note to be extra careful. And then, no, no they do not. If the engine fries all this hard work is essentially for nothing. Josh sinks his teeth into his lower lip while he works, eyebrows knit in concentration. It takes some doing, and a few more choice swears, but he finally manages to get the arm--in one piece even--off and out of the way.
There's more dirt and residue built up that he can see once the piece comes free, and Josh wastes no time in slipping the screwdriver back into his back pocket and picking the rag and solvent back up.
"How many of these things you figure you've put back together or modded?"
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Date: 2016-07-22 04:05 pm (UTC)But he can do this. He stops when Han taps him, wiping the sweat and his curls out of his face with the back of one hand.
"Okay we don't want that bit damaged then, right?" Hard to tell what they're replacing and what they're keeping on this thing. But he makes a note to be extra careful. And then, no, no they do not. If the engine fries all this hard work is essentially for nothing. Josh sinks his teeth into his lower lip while he works, eyebrows knit in concentration. It takes some doing, and a few more choice swears, but he finally manages to get the arm--in one piece even--off and out of the way.
There's more dirt and residue built up that he can see once the piece comes free, and Josh wastes no time in slipping the screwdriver back into his back pocket and picking the rag and solvent back up.
"How many of these things you figure you've put back together or modded?"