Even with the condition of his face, Erik was able to offer her a smile, like he was genuinely happy for the two of them to be under the hood of the car working together. He was much calmer than he'd been when she'd found him. He noted a streak of grease on her cheek when she looked back up at him, and he traced it lightly, trying to clean it a bit, but only succeeding in smearing it more. "We'll take it a bit at a time. Make a list of what has to be done and go from there." It wasn't as though Erik couldn't afford anything she needed to restore this car to the specifications she wanted.