"This time, do what I say," Sibby sighed. "You're not going to impress me if you ignore me and break the car even further."
Charlie stood looking sheepishly at the engine. Sibby did feel a little bit bad for snapping at him, but he'd come in here asking to learn how to do this himself, and if he wanted to learn, he needed to listen to her, and if he wanted to show off to her, he should have picked something else to do.
"I'll listen this time," he said, looking up at her.
"Cheer up, you didn't break anything."