"Good for it," Alex said flatly, still obviously perplexed by not only the size of the mighty hammer, but that such a petite girl had it hoisted over her shoulder as if it were light as a feather.
As she talked about it, Alex remained with furrowed brows, but one lifted slightly in bot bewilderment and amusement. "Remind me not to mess with you then." If she could hoist it that easily, she could swing it that easily.
Alex took a minute to catch his bearings before he could give her his attention again. "Right now, the transmission fluid is draining," he explained. "I wanted to lighten the transmission itself, but I'm starting to think you might be able to lift it. Once we do, we'll need to put some chains around it so we can get it out."