Modifications? But, but Fenrir is doing fine. (It's just that it's the world that needs to modify itself for Fenrir...)
"What kind of modifications?" Cloud asked, anyway, and truth be told, he wanted to know where his car was from if it wasn't from here. How different would it be? And since they were talking about gas and refined ones, how modern would it be?
"Where's your car?" There, that's a good way of putting it. Maybe if he saw the man's car's engines, then he'd have a better clue with what to do with his...mechanical dilemma. For now, though, his hand rested on Fenrir's front, as though a father to his daughter, telling her things will be all right.