"... Yeah." Joaquin is a little sheepish, stirring his bowl of soup with his spoon. "Again, he's a great guy! Very helpful. But... I wouldn't trust his motorcycle."

He chuckles a little. "No worries about me, I don't ever plan on trying out his bike."

But it is reassuring to know Hermann had some exceptional standards. Looked like he didn't need taking care of then. "Good. I'd like to see what kind of vehicle you put together. Something from your world?"