The teacher watched the mechanic with no small amount of pleasure as RJ scrubbed his hands clean at the kitchen sink. Even for a werewolf, it was clear that the blonde wolf had workman's hands. They'd seen a rough adulthood, yet they were capable of so much; Liam knew from experience the strength they possessed, the violence they could wreak and yet with RJ, it was almost always used as a last resort. He was capable of finesse and gentility on the toughest machinery and the newest Alpha was never fully happy unless he was tinkering with something. Which was why Liam had to suppress a smile when a few stray thoughts of RJ's permeated his brain before the other wolf spoke.
"Oh?" He queried, relieving the mechanic of a few of the ingredients to start cleaning and chopping. A grin broke out on Liam's face when RJ finally revealed his intentions aloud and the teacher paused in his task to sip from his wine glass and mull over the idea briefly himself.
"I think it's a splendid idea and certainly one you should consider more thoroughly. Besides," he added fondly, "You're never completely happy unless you've got some bit of machinery to fiddle with."