"I see." He looked out across the wasteland as he waited for a reply, and an endless expanse of desolation was all that greeted his eyes. No sign of any natives. He also didn't have the satellites he did back home, which meant no uplink, no map, no GPS, and no way of finding the locals. It was right about now that Arty was beginning to regret not learning more about geography and navigation. Even if he was pointed in the right direction, it would probably take him days to find the nearest town. Superpowered brain? Check. Genius IQ? Check. Designer of technology years ahead of its time? Check. Navigator? If only. And he didn't particularly fancy the idea of having to take an on the spot crash course. "So what's your little buddy down inside up to?" He turned his head to the right and watched Mr. Clockwork contemplate whatever it was he was contemplating. "My bet would be fixing this ship we're sitting on. Any chance a guy could catch a ride? I'd prefer the certainty of having a ship to the maybe of finding a portal that goes to a random somewhere else. You can understand that, right?"