"Workin'. Got a lead on a couple things." Finally, Wil was dying to do some worthwhile work. It wasn't so much that he didn't know how to get places, it was financing them without risking falling further into debt to Altair that was the problem. The area around Emillion wasn't exactly teeming with the type of mysteries Wil was used to dealing with. He could go places other people wouldn't dare to, but he wasn't no smuggler or thief.
"Y'wanna learn how to take her up?" Wil asked, adjusting a large gauge to his right, starting a low thrum through the floor followed by a faint keening noise. These sounds were as familiar to Wil as his own heartbeat.