Honour looked around the workspace once more. She could see the pieces of the assembly, now -- the workbenches set up to cut the planks, the heavy saw to cut them to size. There were even a number of extras left over, piled up against the edge of the stall. The boxes of nails, bolts, and screws. Smaller strips of wood to serve as framing, and a vise to hold them for cutting as well. Cans of paint, paintbrushes and masking tape -- even a set of lettering stencils. There was a large can of lamp oil sitting just next to the vehicle, and glancing over the lid, it was looking empty.