"Gear is slipped" he said almost immediately...but I already see you eyeing it so I am going to guess that this is not a surprise to you." He pulled out a wrench and maneuvered to where he could reach it "You located it pretty fast so I can tell you used to be a grease monkey" he said adjusting it with a slight groan with the way he had to stretch it was a simple enough fix but it would take at least 20 minutes "since you kept your mouth shut I have two theories...either you didn't want to seem like a smart ass...or you started to doubt yourself."  He looked over at her meaningfully "let me give you a piece of advice Marks" he said in all seriousness "the first may get you reprimanded but the later will get you killed out here.  It's better to be a smart ass than dead.  Now get up here and help me."