[He watches silently and diligently as before. Dettlaff's eyes track every contour of every vehicle that Daigo shows him on the screen, and though he is far from understanding the intricaies of how any of them work, the generalized idea is forming in his head -- crystallizing itself into an array of questions.

For the most part, he keeps them leashed on his tongue. He does not expect Daigo to explain the guts of the thing to him on the spot.]

I should like to work on them.

[Well, that's not quite right. He does not want a mechanic's job; he probably does not completely realize that it is a job to have. But Daigo should know by now Dettlaff's propensity to tinker and work with his hands. This must be an intrigue impossible to simply walk away from.]

That is, I should like to be able to see one up close, much like this. Take one apart, put it together if I can. I would not risk the effort with your machine, specially.