Bobbing his head in absent thanks, Jon slung himself up into the driver's side seat. He grunted a little, finding the seat too high and too far forward for his stature, but crunched himself into the space anyway, since he'd only be there for a moment.
Finding the brakes, he twisted the key in the ignition and was only met with a telltale clicking sound. Frowning, he tried again, and listened to the alternator struggle, but didn't torture it for too long. “Yeah, so it seems like an electrical issue,” he said regretfully, hopping down from the seat and brushing his hands on his pants. “I don't think I can help with that, but I can keep you company while you wait for a tow.” He shrugged, but meant it--he didn't feel good leaving the woman alone on a dark road.
Finding the brakes, he twisted the key in the ignition and was only met with a telltale clicking sound. Frowning, he tried again, and listened to the alternator struggle, but didn't torture it for too long. “Yeah, so it seems like an electrical issue,” he said regretfully, hopping down from the seat and brushing his hands on his pants. “I don't think I can help with that, but I can keep you company while you wait for a tow.” He shrugged, but meant it--he didn't feel good leaving the woman alone on a dark road.