Kryner looked at her with a raised eyebrow "Oh and what do I smell like? Motor oil and sawdust? Dirt and wet leather?" He asked her with a smirk spreading across his face. Climbing back into the truck and rolled into the driveway. Looking around at her bewildered look he chuckled, "When the Stalingrants came over my dad defended his home regardless of the LUC army declaring an evacuation. So he fortified home and took them off running, him and his brothers defending his dad who was a bit disabled."<br/><br/>Climbing out of the truck he offered her a hand to step out of the truck without getting her shoes all muddy and mucked up. Moving through muck they came over to the garage where they heard a loud, "FUCK!" Kryner didn't change pace as he walked along through the mud helping Del move through it, "It's alright he's fine." A giant two handed wrench came flying through the busted garage window.