Haein's taken aback by the offer to take wood, not really sure why it's been offered to him in the first place. As someone who's always been surrounded by people with hidden motives, it's... suspicious. He doesn't say anything in response, though his expression does look somewhat skeptical before he's pulled out of his thoughts by the question.

Stepping closer, he takes the controller from Rosinante and turns it over in his hands to inspect it. Nothing about it seems all that different from the ones he's seen back home. "They're fairly popular where I'm from," he says, then tests the controls for a moment. Once he gets the gist of it, Haein manages to maneuver the little car away from where it had crashed so that it zooms in their direction and stops neatly at their feet.

"Looks like it still runs just fine."