"You are me!" Allen exclaimed.

"Did you take a look in a mirror lately sonny?" Red answered.

"I mean your avatar is me", trying again.

"Not making any more sense on your second try boy", the peasant chuckled, "but I can guess you'd be an Allen Pearlson from a thousand years ago an' ye just woke up as a hatchling dragon", sweeping an arm around the yard, "bringin' all that to life as your memories from another world bubble up"

"Well actually", Allen started.

"But I'mma tell'ya d'truth", Red barreled down the word, "I don't care u'n bit for all o' that", looking around, "what I care 'bout is you gonna make me a legacy car" squinting his eyes, "none of that steamjunk stuff too", glaring at Allen, "I want an honst te god ol' diesel under ma seat and you gonna make that hap'n"

"The mountain doesn't allow us to build diesel engines", Allen hastily answerd.

"Where is that m'ntain that won't let me hav ma car", squinting manacingly at Allen, "you po'nt an' I'mma hav a ch't wth th׳guy" equipping a spade, "with ma trusty kitty scooper" which was obviously the name for the legacy tool.

"Put the kitty down Red", Emet rumbled from behind him.

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"You da mn'tn Emet?" Red turned around and leaned on the spade, "why don'ya wan'me to've ma car boy?"

"We need to introduce these technological advances gradually", rocks sliding down a slope.

"I don' care what you do with all this stuff", Red's speach got normal, "just want a legacy car to roam around the wastelands"

"And if someone steals your car?" Emet rumbled, "right" when Red stared at him with sarcastic surprise, "do whatever it takes to get this monster off my mountain before he starts planting thing all over the place" turning to Allen.

 Looking at his display Allen finally said, "I can make you a legacy car", and Red's eyes sparkled, "but I will need materials that dont exist on the mountain", to which Red squinted suspiciously, "and when I have them it will take me four days to make"

"Tell me what you need sonny and I go bring it in un' o' your fancy ol' flyin' hogs" looking at the dwagons, "might need a pilot though", seeing a girl with a pilot helmet and a pair of purty wings he pointed, "she'd do fine"

"You can't just take her", Allen said to the vigorous headshakes of the overlord pilot and RedFox21, "only if she wants to go with you".

"How 'bout it lass?" Red turned to Nariza, "fancy an adventure with an oldtimer that can show you tha world?"

Allen rolled his eyes, "you don't have to go with him Rosh"

"You stay outta ma buzns buddy or I RIP your stone maself", the peasant flared into a fighting stance.

"I know your weakness old man", the dragon was unusually calm against the threat, "you can't scare me"

"Ain't got a weakness sonny", to which Allen leaned to whisper something in his ear and Red grabbed a horn and pushed him with a calluous hand, "well ye got me on that one", shaking a finger, "don't you go blabbin our secret to no one sonny that a dangerous thing to know"

Rosh looked from Allen to Red, "I want to go", she finally said.

"Hand over your shopping list boy", Red announced, "imma be back afore you knew it"