Tony paused, considering the offer. After a few moments he finally nodded. "Working on disassembling the engine, trying to rebuild it. If you can take off a couple of those bolts -- just keep track of everything you pull off. Keep it close by for after we clean it out. No clue how much fucking gunk is in here and built up over the years. Don't even know how long this thing has been here to that end."
This felt better, getting grease on his hands and under his nails. Most people probably wouldn't even recognize him sitting in a dirty garage, having the time of his life as he worked on an aging car. But this... this was comfort for him.
After a few minutes of pointing out different parts of the engine, he finally sat back. "So. What's the reason you think something's wrong?"