Furiosa winks, having been half teasing her. It's easy to fall into a sisterly role with a younger woman, and she's growing fond of Iphigenia. "Glad to hear it."

"I mean a machine. A bike, or a car. It's not something to undertake lightly, though." Furiosa shrugs. She's genuinely looking for an excuse to teach something now, but doesn't want to force any ideas on the girl she isn't comfortable with.