Eponine simply gaped, moving back quickly as Fili just dismantled the car. How is he doing that? It's solid metal, isn't it? Eponine moves closer again, reaching out to touch the car.

"How are you doing that, Sir? I do not think I could lift even half of that. But hit me with it and I promise you'll be sorry. Orc will not forgive you hurting me with that."

She looks into the mess of wires and boxes and plastic in the bonnet. She doesn't know what any of it is, really, and she's hesitant to touch.

"Do you know what it is we look at, Sir?"