"Well yeah. But I mean, with what? You got a saw or something on the ship that we didn't bother grabbing?"

Josh knew that much. He shrugs, shoulders bobbing before he gets to his feet and sets the bottle back on the ground in the safe place he'd been storing his first. Stretches his lanky torso and gives his head a few sharp jerks this way and that to crack his neck.

The only mechanical work Josh has done in any capacity in his life has been special effect oriented and even that was mostly ordering parts online and building. Never restoration work.

"I mean I'm strong but I'm not gonna be able to rip those boys outta there on my own."