As his tinkering movements and hands would ensure the alchemical engine would sing as promised, he would find himself constantly gauging things – even if they weren’t really needed. He’d know if, when something broke. Humming a tune that would be drowned underneath the machine whirring to life, there would be other things catching his attention once the noise finally began to die down. First and foremost being the sound coming from the hall. The captain wanted full power? As he ensured that the engine was giving everything it could, he’d call back as he gave a smirk. “Don’t worry! We’re good on the engine! Get this ship moving so I can actually hear it in motion!” Yes, having it flying through the endless skies. Now there was a test of how worthy it was!