"Well," Mutt said. He didn't know anything about computers, but "I work on motorcycles. I'm a mechanic." He explained. He didn't know the difference in the motors, all he knew was how a gas engine worked and how to pull it apart and put it together and make it run better and faster. He missed his motorcycle.

The reminder wasn't a bad one. "No, he was a good man. Very smart, knew everything about anything. He helped me through a lot as a kid, and was the kind of guy who would always give you the time of day." That was all he could say on the matter as he pressed back bittersweet memories. It still hurt too much, feeling like he just abandoned the man and his mom in the jungle to die, but at the same time, he trusted Indiana was capable enough to save them by himself.

Mutt took the vegetation Fran produced from her pocket and gazed at Morem o Lisboa. "Thanks. For all the info, and, you know..." He paused. "Take care." He said with a quick smile that faded almost instantly.