The mechanic was replacing rusted out wirings for the landing gear under one of the ship's wings so only his brown leather boots were visible. Working a bolt out the mechanic paused to look at Glamis's feet from under the wing. "Maybe two weeks, a month... and that's if I don't get any other jobs." He said placing the rusted bolt in a pocket on hsi belt and retreiving one in proper condition before riviting it back in place.