Thrift flinches a little at the the wheel flying towards his face, but quickly recovers.
"Eh, maybe that's just not what you were protoformed for," Thrift suggests. "Some folks gotta find their own path, y'get me?"
Phasewing shakes his head.
"Mmm... no. Best not to rush this," he says straightforwardly, though not necessarily meaning to be rude jeering.