Noctis sighs with an irritable groan and smacks the wheel with the heel of his hand in frustration, then sits back in his seat with a huff and a scowl. "The damn engine stalled. Somehow. Which means we're not going anywhere. Gonna have to sit here and wait out the storm for Six know how long, I guess."

He leans his head back and closes his eyes briefly, taking a deep breath and letting it out, and then opens them again and turns to Dion. "But hey, now that I can't drive, I've got nothing to do. Might as well help you with all of that." He gestures vaguely at Dion's whole...everything and leans in just a little to squint at the chainmail. "Uh...except I have no idea what I'm looking at, so you'll have to tell me where to start."